The one true friend I thought I'd found, tonight the bottle let me down.
In movies and in television the robots are always evil. I guess I am not into the whole brooding cyberpunk dystopia thing.
It's hard to wipe your eyes when you have whirring buzzsaws for hands.
Memories fade but words hang around forever.
If popular culture has taught us anything, it is that someday mankind must face and destroy the growing robot menace.
. . . humanity learns true lessons only in cataclysm.
Each new generation builds on the work of the previous one, gaining new perspective. New verbs are introduced. We Google strange and dangerous places. We tweet mindlessly to the cosmos. We Facebook our own grandmothers. I, for one, don't want to be left behind.
What I see here, what I feel here is that people in your world believe spirituality isn't distant. It's close and real. Religion seems born in the home, stays in the home. I mean, the services are even held in the home. And there's not one person in charge, one speaker set above the others. It's farmers and carpenters, and well, just average folk speaking spontaneously about the message they find in the Bible. [. . . ] A message from the heart to the heart.
Flexibility requires an open mind and a welcoming of new alternatives.
See, indeed, that your daughter is thoroughly grounded and experienced in household duties; but take care, through religion and poetry, to keep her heart open to heaven.
First Russians objective was - as I said earlier - to sow discord, discontent, disruption. And their next objective was - because of the very strong personal animus that Putin himself had for both Clintons, both President Clinton and Secretary Clinton - and he particularly held her responsible for what he felt was an attempted color revolution in 2011 to attempt to overturn him. So, he had very strong hatred - personal hatred - towards her, and that kind of led him to - if I'm opposed to her, who am I going to favor?