A Guy Wanted The Vet To Cut

My Dear Miss Glory, Robots Are Not People. They Are Mechanically More Perfect Than We Are, They Have An Astounding Intellectual Capacity, But They Have No Soul.

Robots Of The World, You Are Ordered To Exterminate The Human Race. Do Not Spare The Men. Do Not Spare The Women. Preserve Only The Factories, Railroads, Machines, Mines, And Raw Materials. Destroy Everything Else. Then Return To Work. Work Must Not Cease.

I Find That A Real Gardener Is Not A Man Who Cultivates Flowers; He Is A Man Who Cultivates The Soil. He Is A Creature Who Digs Himself Into The Earth And Leaves The Sight Of What Is On It To Us Gaping Good-for-nothings. He Lives Buried In The Ground. He Builds His Monument In A Heap Of Compost. If He Came Into The Garden Of Eden, He Would Sniff Excitedly And Say: "good Lord, What Humus!"

Great God Of The Ants, Thou Hast Granted Victory To Thy Servants. I Appoint Thee Honorary Colonel.

All The Year Round There Is Spring, All Through Life Is Youth; There Is Always Something Which May Flower.