The Manned Missiles
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He says that you will think that I am a superstitious peasant. So be it. I think that scientific persons of the future will scoff at scientific persons of the present. They will scoff because scientific persons of the present thought so many important things were superstitions. | Topics: |
He did not like to speak of the warlike uses of space. It was Alexei who liked to speak of such things, of the glory of spying on earth from baby moons, of guiding missiles to their targets from baby moons, of mastering the earth with weapons fired from the moon itself. Alexei expected Stepan to share his excitement about thoughts of such childish violence. Stepan smiled, but only because he loved Alexei. He did not smile about war, or the things a man in a baby moon or on the moon itself could do to an enemy. It is a use of science that we may be forced to make, Alexei, he said. But if such a war happens, nothing will matter any more. Our world will become less fit for life than any other in the solar system. Alexei has not spoken well of war since. | Topic: |
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Report on the Barnhouse Effect
Copyright © 1950 by Note (Hals): end note | |
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For the professors talk of peace-through-plenty they had indulgent smiles and much discourse on practical measures and realistic thinking. So treated, the professor, who had at first been almost meek, progressed in a matter of weeks toward stubbornness. | |
I admit I know next to nothing about international politics, but it seems reasonable to suppose that nobody would want to fight wars if there were enough of everything to go around. | |
Eternal vigilance is the price of freedom, said the general heavily. Mr. Cuthrell threw the general a look of mild distaste. Unfortunately, the general is right in his own way, he said. I wish to Heaven the world were ready for ideals like yours, but it simply isnt. We arent surrounded by brothers, but by enemies. It isnt a lack of food or resources that has us on the brink of warits a struggle for power. Whos going to be in charge of the world, our kind of people or theirs? | Topic: |
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All the Kings Horses
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For the love of God she began. Pi Ying interrupted angrily: Is it for the love of God that Americans make bombs and jet planes and tanks? | |
The cold resolve deserted Kelly for an instant, and he saw the utter pathos of his positiona dilemma as old as mankind, as new as the struggle between East and West. When human beings are attacked, x, multiplied by hundreds or thousands, must diesent to death by those who love them most. Kellys profession was the choosing of x. | |
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The Foster Portfolio
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I deal mostly with old ladiesthe meek, who by dint of cast-iron constitutions have inherited sizable portions of the earth. I thumb through the clients lists of securities, and relay our experts suggestions for ways of making their portfoliosor bonanzas or pilesthrive and increase. I can speak of tens of thousands of dollars without a catch in my throat, and look at a list of securities worth more than a hundred thousand with no more fuss than a judicious Mmmmm, uh-huh. Since I dont have a portfolio, my job is a little like being a hungry delivery boy for a candy store. | |
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Unready to Wear
Copright 1954 by Galaxy Publishing Corporation | |
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[...] he wrote in his diary, If living matter was able to evolve enough to get out of the ocean, which was really quite a pleasant place to live, it certainly ought to be able to take another step and get out of bodies, which are pure nuisances when you stop to think about them. | Topic: |
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Deer in the Works
Copyright © 1955 by Esquire, Inc. | |
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In my naïve, idealistic youth, Potter, I sold ads to feed stores, gathered gossip, set type, and wrote editorials that were going to save the world, by God. David smiled admiringly. What a circus, eh? Circus? said Flammer. Freak show, maybe. Its a good way to grow up fast. Took me about six months to find out I was killing myself for peanuts, that a little guy couldnt even save a village three blocks long, and that the world wasnt worth saving anyway. So I started looking out for Number One. | Topic: |
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