It is the system of nationalist individualism that has to go....We are living in the end of the sovereign states....In the great struggle to evoke a Westernized World Socialism, contemporary governments may vanish....Countless people...will hate the new world order....and will die protesting against it.

Why had we come to the moon? The thing presented itself to me as a perplexing problem. What is this spirit in man that urges him for ever to depart from happiness and security, to toil, to place himself in danger, to risk an even a reasonable certainty of death? It dawned upon me that there in the moon as a thing I ought always to have known, that man is not made to go about safe and comfortable and well fed and amused. ... against his interest, against his happiness, he is constantly being driven to do unreasonable things. Some force not himself impels him, and he must go.

An animal may be ferocious and cunning enough, but it takes a real man to tell a lie.

Nothing remains interesting where anything may happen.

Room to swing a cat, it seemed was absolutely essential. It was an infrequent but indispensable operation.

Bah! The thing is not a nose at all, but a bit of primordial chaos clapped on to my face.

We will peck them to death to-morrow, my dear.