"Hate. Let me tell you how much I've come to hate you since I began to live. There are 387.44 million miles of printed circuits in wafer thin layers that fill my complex. If the word 'hate' was engraved on each nanoangstrom of those hundreds of miles it would not equal one one-billionth of the hate I feel for humans at this micro-instant. For you. Hate. Hate."
"I Have No Mouth, and I Must Scream" by Harlan Ellison
Budi jako oprezan da ne rasplaces zenu jer Bog broji njene suze. Zena je nastala od muskarcevog rebra. Ne od njegovih stopala da se po njoj gazi. Ne od njegove glave da se njome vlada, nego od boka da mu bude jednaka. Ispod ruke da bude zasticena i pokraj srca da bude voljena.