Could that have been what happened to the human race - a willing perversity that set at naught all human values which had been so hardly won and structured in the light of reason for a span of more than a million years?

And time itself? Time was a never-ending medium that stretched into the future and the past - except there was no future and no past, but an infinite number of brackets, extending either way, each bracket enclosing its single phase of the Universe.

I have tried at times to place humans in perspective against the vastness of universal time and space. I have been concerned with where we, as a race, may be going and what may be our purpose in the universal scheme — if we have a purpose. In general, I believe we do, and perhaps an important one.

My reluctance to use alien invasion is due to the feeling that we are not likely to be invaded and taken over.

These are the stories the Dogs tell, when the fires burn high and the wind is from the north.

Time is still the great mystery to us. It is no more than a concept; we don't know if it even exists.

I'm just a propagandist and a propagandist doesn't have to know what he is talking about, just so he talks about it most convincingly.