Write me a creature that thinks as well as a man or better than a man, but not like a man.
You are telling me that I did something because I was going to do something.Well, didn’t you? You were there.No, I didn’t—no… well, maybe I did, but it didn’t feel like it.Why should you expect it to?...
In Wilson's scale of evaluations breakfast rated just after life itself and ahead of the chance of immortality.~ By His Bootstraps / Robert A. Heinlein
That’s not a logical argument. I know it isn’t. The thing isn’t Earth-logic anyway.
You’ll dream, too, while that damned thing that Earth wouldn’t own is dripping, dripping in the Cosmos House tonight.
Niente che la Terra abbia mai generato ha provato l'indicibile sublimazione di furia devastatrice che questa cosa lasciò scatenare sul proprio volto quando si guardò intorno venti milioni di anni fa e...
Quel posto puzzava. Un odore bizzarro e composito, come può esserci soltanto nelle baracche sepolte nel ghiaccio di un accampamento antartico, un misto di fetido sudore umano, e dell'afrore ammorbante...