The classic resignation. Mechanical, intellectual acceptance of that which a genuine organism––with two billion years of the pressure to live and evolve hagriding it––could never have reconciled itself to.  “I can’t stand the way you androids give up,” he said savagely.

I'm on page 65 of 368 of Sleepless: "I would never dream of killing an excellent tailor, not even to keep a secret that could endanger my life.

It is not the greatness of a man&#39;s means that makes him independent, so much as the smallness of his wants.

Written By Samarendra mohanty

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