They were put into my pockets by Weena, when I traveled into Time.
I could work at a problem for years, but to wait inactive for twenty-four hours - that is another matter.
At times I suffered from the strangest sense of detachment from myself and the world about me. I seem to watch it all from the outside, from somewhere inconceivably remote, out of time, out of space,...
You may kill me, but I can hold you - and all the universe for that matter - in the grip of this small brain. I would not change. Even now
And I have by me, for my comfort, two strange white flowers - shriveled now, and brown and flat and brittle - to witness that even when mind and strength had gone, gratitude and a mutual tenderness st...
Suddenly, like a thing falling upon me from without, came fear.
On the village green an inclined strong, down which, clinging the while to a pulley-swung handle, one could be hurled violently against a sack at the other end, came in for considerable favour among t...
In England we have come to rely upon a comfortable time-lag of fifty years or a century intervening between the perception that something ought to be done and a serious attempt to do it.
The Time Traveller (for so it will be convenient to speak of him) was expounding a recondite matter to us.
It is a law of nature we overlook, that intellectual versatility is the compensation for change, danger and trouble.... Nature never appeals to intelligence until habit and instinct are useless. There...
Mr. Thomas Marvel hated roomy shoes, but then he hated damp. He had never properly thought out which he hated most