The peaceful splendour of the night healed again. The moon was now past the meridian and travelling down the west. It was at its full, and very bright, riding through the empty blue sky.
H.G. WellsStichwörter: nature moon night moonlight island island-of-dr-moreau
Herbert George Wells, better known as H. G. Wells, was an English writer best known for such science fiction novels as The Time Machine, The War of the Worlds, The Invisible Man and The Island of Doctor Moreau. He was a prolific writer of both fiction and non-fiction, and produced works in many different genres, including contemporary novels, history, and social commentary. He was also an outspoken socialist. His later works become increasingly political and didactic, and only his early science fiction novels are widely read today. Wells, along with Hugo Gernsback and Jules Verne, is sometimes referred to as "The Father of Science Fiction". Source: Wikipedia
H.G. WellsFor a time I believed that mankind had been swept out of existence, and that I stood there alone, the last man left alive.
H.G. WellsMy pockets had always puzzled Weena, but at the last she had concluded that they were an eccentric kind of vase for floral decoration.
H.G. WellsStichwörter: future flowers pockets the-time-machine
But giving drugs to a cat is no joke, Kemp!
H.G. WellsStichwörter: humor cats animals
لقد أسكن الأرواح في الأثاث، أثاثي الغالي العزيز!.. الذي يتمثل في هذا الكرسي بذات، الذي كانت أمي العزيزة تجلس عليه عندما كنت طفلة صغيرة!.. ولا أتصور أبدا أن يرتفع في وجهي ويوصب نحوي الآن..
H.G. WellsI don't know things. I'm not good enough. I'm not refined. The more you see of me, the more you'll find me out.'
'But I'm going to help you.'
'You'll 'ave to 'elp me a fearful lot.
The brown and charred rags that hung from the sides of it, I presently recognized as the decaying vestiges of books. They had long since dropped to pieces, and every semblance of print had left them. But here and there were warped boards and cracked metallic clasps that told the tale well enough. Had I been a literary man I might, perhaps, have moralized upon the futility of all ambition. But as it was, the thing that struck me with keenest force was the enormous waste of labour to which this sombre wilderness of rotting paper testified.
H.G. WellsThe time traveller proceeded, "any real body must have extension in four directions: it must have Length, Breadth, Thicknessa and Duration. But through a natural infirmity of the flesh, which I will explain to you in a moment, we incline to overlook this fact. There are really four dimentions, three which we call the three planes of Space, and a fourth, Time.
H.G. WellsI must confess that I lost faith in the sanity of the world
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