Obeying An Inalienable Law, Things Grew, Growing

The Fatal Error Of Much Science Fiction Has Been To Subscribe To An Optimism Based On The Idea That Revolution, Or A New Gimmick, Or A Bunch Of Strong Men, Or An Invasion Of Aliens, Or The Conquest Of Other Planets, Or The Annihilation Of Half The World--in Short, Pretty Nearly Anything But The Facing Up To The Integral And Irredeemable Nature Of Mankind--can Bring About Utopian Situations. It Is The Old Error Of The Externalization Of Evil.

Science Fiction Is For Real, Space Opera Is For Fun.

What Were Several Fewer Species Of Animals Compared With A Hundred-mile Advance And Another Medal On Another General?

I Have Had Wealth, Rank And Power, But, If These Were All I Had, How Wretched I Should Be.

Man Was An Accident On This World Or It Would Have Been Made Better For Him!