“What good is the race of man? Monkeys, he thought, monkeys with a spot of poetry in them, cluttering and wasting a second-string planet near a third-string star. But sometimes they finish in style.” Robert A. Heinlein book The Year of the Jackpot The Year of the Jackpot (p. 644) Short fiction, Off the Main Sequence (2005)
“To be sure, some humans were always doing silly things—but at what point had prime damfoolishness become commonplace? When for example, had the zombie-like professional models become accepted ideals of American womanhood?” Robert A. Heinlein book The Year of the Jackpot The Year of the Jackpot (p. 628) Short fiction, Off the Main Sequence (2005)