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And yet he had learned to submerge that sense of horror, to disregard the outward appearance of it, to regard all life as brother life, to meet all things as people.
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Here, in this waiting room, one could see a cross section of them--the hoppers, the creepers, the crawlers, the wrigglers, and rollers that came from the many planets, from so many stars. Earth was the galactic melting pot, he thought, a place where beings from the thousand stars met and mingled to share their thoughts and cultures.
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There isn't any room," said Joshua. "You travel back along the line of time and you don't find the past, but another world, another bracket of consciousness. The earth would be the same, you see, or almost the same. Same trees, same rivers, same hills, but it wouldn't be the world we know. Because it has lived a different life, it has developed differently. The second back of us is not the second back of us at all, but another second, a tot..
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He had dabbled in a thing which he had not understood. And had, furthermore, committed that greater sin of thinking that he did understand. And the fact of the matter was that he had just barely understood enough to make the concept work, but had not understood enough to be aware of its consequences. With
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What is a bow and arrow? It is the beginning of the end. It is the winding path that grows to the roaring road of war. It is a plaything and a weapon and a triumph in human engineering. It is the first faint stirring of an atom bomb.
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Has it ever occurred to you that business as you think of it may have outlived its usefulness? Business has made its contribution and the world moves on. Business is just another dodo. . . .
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And that day the cultural god of science had shone a bit less brightly, had died a little in the people's minds.
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Squatted beside the fire, with the warmth of it upon his face and hands, he felt a smug contentment that seemed strangely out of place--the contentment of a man who had reduced his needs to the strictly basic--and with the contentment came a full-bodied confidence that was just as out of place.
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University politics," declared Oop, "doesn't care about liberal traditions or any other kind of traditions."
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Man's inability to understand and appreciate the thought and the viewpoint of another man would be a stumbling block which no amount of mechanical ability could overcome. That
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He sat there thinking of Man's capacity for the wiping out of species--sometimes in hate or fear, at other times for the simple love of gain.
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As if this were a special place, one of those special places that each man must seek out for himself, and count himself as lucky if he ever found it, for there were those who sought and never found it. And worst of all, there were even those who never hunted for it.
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But when a tree speaks to one, what is one to do? On
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Adams chuckled. "The evenings are always nice. The Weather boys don't let it rain until later on, when everyone's asleep." --
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A million years ago there had been no river here and in a million years to come there might be no river - but in a million years from now there would be, if not Man, at least a caring thing. And that was the secret of the universe, Enoch told himself - a thing that went on caring.
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Delectable," Ulysses said. "Of all the drinks that I have drank on all the planets I have visited, the coffee is the best."
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one can sometimes see, and feel, the meaning, the depth, even the love, in a quiet face, in silent, bright eyes ...
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They told me they were headed for a planet the name of which I had not heard before, and they talked among themselves, gaily and happily, but in such a way that I did not seem to be left out. From their talk I gained the fact that some form of art was being presented at the festival on this planet. The art form was not alone of music or painting, but was composed of sound and color and emotion and form and other qualities for which there se..
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any tinhorn with a loud mouth and a brassy front could gain power by appeal to mob psychology.
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And why should I," asked Joe, "do something for someone who isn't even born yet? Why should I look beyond the years of my own life? When I die, I die, and all the shouting and the glory, all the banners and the bugles will be nothing to me. I will not know whether I lived a great life or a very poor one." "The race," said Grant. Joe laughed, a shout of laughter. "Race preservation, race advancement. That's what you're getting at. Why should..
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fellow humans, the need for a certain cult of fellowship--a psychological, almost physiological need for approval of one's thought and action. A force that kept men from going off at unsocial tangents, a force that made for social security and human solidarity, for the working together of the human family. Men died for that approval, sacrificed for that approval, lived lives they loathed for that approval. For without it a man was on his ow..
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to regard all life as brother life, to meet all things as people.
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A man, he told himself, must belong to something, must have some loyalty and some identity.
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If some of the nations would only take a lesson from some small neighborhood like ours--a lesson in how to get along--the world would be a whole lot better.
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Ne, mislekh si, ne mozhesh da tr'gnesh nazad prez prakha na minalite godini, prez spomenite, prez s'bitiiata, prez promenite, nast'pili v teb i neia, i da se opitash da si v'rnesh niakoi den ili dori chas. A i da ti se udade tova, niama da mozhesh da go ochistish ot nasloiliia se prakh i nikoga ne shche mu v'rnesh predishniia blias'k. No mozhe bi toi nikoga ne e bil bliask'v? Mozhe bi ti sam si go izmislil tak'v prez d'lgite chasove na samo..
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For what need was there to go anywhere? It all was here. By simply twirling a dial one could talk face to face with anyone wished, could go, by sense, if not in body, anywhere one wished. Could attend the theater or hear a concert or browse in a library halfway around the world. Could transact any business one might need to transact without rising from one's chair. Webster
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aimed not at military concentrations, but at total populations. He
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I trade with you my mind.
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although myth may be romanticized and woefully short of fact, it must, by definition, have some foundation in lost happenings.
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A lark sailed out of a grassy plot and soared high into the sky, and seeing it, he waited for the trill of liquid song to spray out of its throat and drip out of the blue. But there was no song, as there would have been in spring. He
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Our computers have no purpose. They are not alive." "But if they were alive?" "Well, in that case, I suppose the ultimate purpose would be the storage of a universal data and its correlation." "That perhaps is right," they said. "We are living computers." "Then there is no end for you. You'll keep on forever." "We are not sure," they said. "But ..." "Data," they told me, pontifically, "is the means to one end only--arrival at the truth. Per..
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Man could not, by mere self-assertion, be a special being; understanding that it was his greater glory to take his place among the other things of life, as a simple thing of life, as a form of life that could lead and teach and be a friend rather than a thing that conquered and ruled and stood as one apart.
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They're not our responsibility," gritted the mayor. "Whatever happens to them is their own hard luck. We didn't ask them here. We don't want them here. They contribute nothing to the community. You're going to tell me they're misfits. Well, can I help that? You're going to say they can't find jobs. And I'll tell you they could find jobs if they tried to find them. There's work to be done, there's always work to be done. They've been filled ..
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You say a thing so often and so well that after a time everyone believes it. Even, finally, yourself.
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It had been in that moment that he had realized the insanity of war, the futile gesture that in time became all but meaningless, the unreasoning rage that must be nursed long beyond the memory of the incident that had caused the rage, the sheer illogic that one man, by death of misery, might prove a right or uphold a principle. Somewhere, he thought, on the long backtrack of history, the human race had accepted an insanity for a principle a..
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Good man, Thorne, thought Adams.
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The name is Asher Sutton.
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Sutton is a good man.
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He tilted back his head and stared up at the sky and marveled once again, as he had marveled many other times on many other planets, at the sheer, devastating loneliness and alienness of unfamiliar stars.
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And with the quietness came an abiding sense of peace that seemed to seep into the very fiber of one's being. It was no synthetic thing--not as if someone had invoked a peace and peace then was allowed to exist by sufferance. It was a present and an actual peace, the peace of mind that came with the calmness of a sunset after a long, hot day, or the sparkling, ghost-like shimmer of a springtime dawn. You felt it inside of you and all about ..
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He is hated, because he teaches hate. We obey him because we must. He holds our minds in the hollow of his hand.
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Men died for that approval, sacrificed for that approval, lived lives they loathed for that approval. For without it a man was on his own, an outcast, an animal that had been driven from the pack.
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Money here on Earth is more than the paper or the metal that you use for money, more than the rows of figures that account for money. Here on Earth you have given money a symbolism such as no medium of exchange has anywhere else I have ever known or heard of. You have made it a power and a virtue and you have made the lack of it despicable and somehow even criminal. You measure men by money and you calibrate success with money and you almos..
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It was a hopeless thing, he thought, this obsession of his to present the people of the Earth as good and reasonable. For in many ways they were neither good nor reasonable; perhaps because they had not as yet entirely grown up. They were smart and quick and at times compassionate and even understanding, but they failed lamentably in many other ways. But if they had the chance, Enoch told himself, if they ever got a break, if they only coul..
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