není tak daleko od nás, jak povídají tato cizokrajná jména; je blízko, je na dosah našich srdcí a snad, snad i na dosah pomocné ruky; ale rozhodně do… - Karel Čapek

Within the next ten years Rossum's Universal Robots will produce so much wheat, so much cloth, so much everything that things will no longer have any value. Everyone will be able to take as much as he needs. There'll be no more poverty. Yes, people will be out of work, but by then there'll be no work left to be done. Everything will be done by living machines. People will do only what they enjoy. They will live only to perfect themselves... But before that some awful things may happen, Miss Glory. That just can't be avoided. But then the subjugation of man by man and the slavery of man to matter will cease. Never again will anyone pay for his bread with hatred and his life. There'll be no more laborers, no more secretaries. No one will have to mine coal or slave over someone else's machines. No longer will man need to destroy his soul doing work that he hates.

When precision reigns, human law reigns, God's law reigns, the law of the universe reigns — -everything reigns that should. The timetable is greater than the Gospels, greater than Homer, greater than all of Kant. The timetable is the most perfect manifestation of the human intellect. Mrs. Helena, I'll pour myself another.

V holandských koloniích žádní čerti nejsou; jsou-li nějací, tedy ve francouzských.
kapitán J. van Toch