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I hate and despise a shrewish suspicion of foreigners and foreign ways; a man who can look me in the face, laugh with me, speak truth and deal fairly, is my brother, though his skin is as black as ink or as yellow as an evening primrose.

— H. G. Wells What is Coming? (1916)

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The past is but the beginning of a beginning, and all that is or has been is but the twilight of the dawn.

The Discovery of the Future (1901)

Great and little cannot understand one another. But in every child born of man, Father Redwood, lurks some seed of greatness — waiting for the Food.

The Food of the Gods and How It Came to Earth (1904)

Crime and bad lives are the measure of a State's failure, all crime in the end is the crime of the community.

A Modern Utopia (1905)

There is no difference between Time and any of the three dimensions of Space except that our consciousness moves along it.

The Time Machine (1895)

Adapt or perish, now as ever, is Nature's inexorable imperative.

The Mind at the End of its Tether (1945)

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