# I, Robot ![rw-book-cover](https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/419UMgTVG%2BL._SL200_.jpg) Author:: Isaac Asimov ![rw-book-cover](https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/419UMgTVG%2BL._SL200_.jpg) ## AI-Generated Summary None ## Highlights > Speedy hopped to a halt and remained standing for a moment—with just a tiny, unsteady weave, as though he were swaying in a light wind. Powell yelled: “All right, Speedy. Come here, boy.” Whereupon Speedy’s robot voice sounded in Powell’s earphones for the first time. It said: “Hot dog, let’s play games. You catch me and I catch you; no love can cut our knife in two. For I’m Little Buttercup, sweet Little Buttercup. Whoops!” Turning on his heel, he sped off in the direction from which he had come, with a speed and fury that kicked up gouts of baked dust. ([Location 709](https://readwise.io/to_kindle?action=open&asin=B000FC1PW0&location=709)) > It was Powell who broke the desperate silence. “In the first place,” he said, “Speedy isn’t drunk—not in the human sense—because he’s a robot, and robots don’t get drunk. However, there’s something wrong with him which is the robotic equivalent of drunkenness.” ([Location 719](https://readwise.io/to_kindle?action=open&asin=B000FC1PW0&location=719)) > Powell’s radio voice was tense in Donovan’s ear: “Now, look, let’s start with the three fundamental Rules of Robotics—the three rules that are built most deeply into a robot’s positronic brain.” In the darkness, his gloved fingers ticked off each point. “We have: One, a robot may not injure a human being, or, through inaction, allow a human being to come to harm.” “Right!” “Two,” continued Powell, “a robot must obey the orders given it by human beings except where such orders would conflict with the First Law.” “Right!” “And three, a robot must protect its own existence as long as such protection does not conflict with the First or Second Laws.” ([Location 742](https://readwise.io/to_kindle?action=open&asin=B000FC1PW0&location=742))