H. G. Wells

In the scientific world I find just that disinterested devotion to great ends that I hope will spread at last through the entire range of human activity.

Science has toiled too long forging weapons for fools to use. It is time she held her hand.

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

I want to go ahead of Father Time with a scythe of my own.

I must confess that I lost faith in the sanity of the world

You must follow me carefully. I shall have to controvert one or two ideas that are almost universally accepted. The geometry, for instance, they taught you at school is founded on a misconception.

Strength is the outcome of need; security sets a premium on feebleness.

Face this world. Learn its ways, watch it, be careful of too hasty guesses at its meaning. In the end you will find clues to it all.

And I have by me, for my comfort, two strange white flowers - shriveled now, and brown and flat and brittle - to witness that even when mind and strength had gone, gratitude and a mutual tenderness still lived on in the heart of men.

'It is love and reason,' I said, 'fleeing from all this madness of war.'

...fact takes no heed of human hopes.

But-! I say! The common conventions of humanity-' 'Are all very well for common people.

...the voice was indisputable. It continued to swear with that breadth and variety that distinguishes the swearing of a cultivated man.

It is when suffering finds a voice and sets our nerves quivering that this pity comes troubling us.

I never yet heard of a useless thing that was not ground out of existence by evolution sooner or later. Did you? And pain gets needless.

Nothing endures, nothing is precise and certain (except the mind of a pedant), perfection is the mere repudiation of that ineluctable marginal inexactitude which is the mysterious inmost quality of Being

All men, however highly educated, retain some superstitious inklings.

Alone-- it is wonderful how little a man can do alone! To rob a little, to hurt a little, and there is the end.

The forceps of our minds are clumsy forceps, and crush the truth a little in taking hold of it.

Sometimes, you have to step outside of the person you've been and remember the person you were meant to be. The person you want to be. The person you are.

once you lose yourself, you have two choices: find the person you used to be, or lose that person completely.