...instead of offering me a Garibaldi biscuit, she asked me with that faint lisp of hers, to 'have some squashed flies, George'.
H. G. WellsWe can't have any weak or silly. Life is real again, and the useless and cumbersome and mischievous have to die. They ought to die. They ought to be willing to die. It's a sort of disloyalty, after all, to live and taint the race.
H. G. WellsLeaders should lead as far as they can and then vanish. Their ashes should not choke the fire they have lit.
H. G. Wells