It's amazing the limitation of the human anatomy, the fact that food and air must share a common passage.
In this particular lifestyle the motto is Be happy now because tomorrow you are dying, but the dying begins almost at once, and the happiness is a memory.
In a civil war… every side is wrong. It’s hopeless to try to untangle it. Everyone is a victim.
I mean, knowing people, people are terrified of the unknown and they want to just kill the unknown.
Having nothing else to do or think about, he began to work out theoretically the life cycle of the bugs, and, with the aid of the Britannica, try to determine specifically which bugs they were.
Gli americani leali potevano tornare a respirare tranquillamente: la loro libertà di fare ciò che gli veniva detto di fare era stata salvaguardata.
Flow my tears, fall from your springs!Exiled forever let me mourn;Where night’s black bird her sad infamy sings,There let me live forlorn.
Can anyone alter fate? All of us combined... or one great figure... or someone strategically placed, who happens to be in the right spot. Chance. Accident. And our lives, our world, hanging on it.
Any given man sees only a tiny portion of the total truth, and very often, in fact almost perpetually, he deliberately deceives himself about that little precious fragment as well. A portion of him tu...
After her initial fear had diminished, something else had begun to emerge from her. Something more strange. And, he thought, deplorable. A coldness. Like, he thought, a breath from the vacuum between...
Zaman. belki zaman da yuvarlaktır, tıpkı dünya gibi. hindistana ulaşmak için batıya doğru yelken açarsın. sana gülerler ama sonunda hindistan önündedir, arkanda değil.zamanla- belki hepimiz yelken açm...
Within him an actual hatred once more manifested itself toward his electric sheep, which he had to tend, had to care about, as if it lived. The tyranny of an object, he thought. It doesn’t know I exis...
Most horrid sound in the world, that of the once-was: alive in the past, perishing in the present, a corpse made of dust in the future.
You know that recent Supreme Court ruling where a husband can legally murder his wife if he can prove she wouldn’t under any circumstances give him a divorce?
Yet, the dark fire waned: the life force oozed out of her, as he had so often witnessed before with other androids. The classic resignation. Mechanical, intellectual acceptance of that which a genuine...
When you are Atlas you must carry a heavy load and if you drop it a lot of people suffer...
When I was a child I thought as a child. But now I have put away childish things. Now I must seek in other realms.
We have no value, she said to herself. We can live out our tiny lives. If we want to. If it matters to us.
We do not have the ideal world, such as we would like, where morality is easy because cognition is easy. Where one can do right with no effort because he can detect the obvious.
We are served by organic ghosts, he thought, who, speaking and writing, pass through this our new environment. Watching, wise, physical ghosts from the full-life world, elements of which have become f...