Trurl says: “A monotonous prospect, perhaps, hardly as picturesque as a battlefield. My purpose, however, was to bestow happiness, not provide you with a dramatic spectacle!”

Klapaucius says: If they do what they do because they must”, said Klapaucius, “then, Trurl, there is as much Good in them

Klapaucius says: as in a streetcar that fails to run you down on the sidewalk simply because it hasn’t jumped its track.

Klapaucius says: Who derives happiness from doing Good?

Klapaucius says: Not he who must forever pat his fellow on the head, roar with delight and remove stumbling blocks, but he who is able to brood, to sob, to do his fellow in, yet voluntarily and cheerfully refrains from such things!

Klapaucius says: These puppets of yours, Trurl, are but a mockery of those high ideals you have managed so completely to profane!

Trurl says: What—what are you saying?!” Trurl was stunned. “They aren’t puppets, but thinking beings . . .