I have not long to live. I have lasted more than a man's average allotted span, and while I still am hale and hearty, I know full well the hand of time , while it may miss a man at one reaping, will get him at the next.
Here lies one from a distant star, but the soil is not alien to him, for in death he belongs to the universe. - Clifford D. Simak
Here lies one from a distant star, but the soil is not alien to him, for in death he belongs to the universe.
- Clifford D. Simak
There is a plan, it seems to me, that reaches out of the electron to the rim of the universe and what this plan may be or how it came about is beyond… - Clifford D. Simak
There is a plan, it seems to me, that reaches out of the electron to the rim of the universe and what this plan may be or how it came about is beyond…
We said, there's another second gone, there's another minute and another hour and another day, when, as a matter of fact the second or the minute or … - Clifford D. Simak
We said, there's another second gone, there's another minute and another hour and another day, when, as a matter of fact the second or the minute or …
Time is still the great mystery to us. It is no more than a concept; we don't know if it even exists. - Clifford D. Simak
Time is still the great mystery to us. It is no more than a concept; we don't know if it even exists.
Without consciousness and intelligence, the universe would lack meaning. - Clifford D. Simak
Without consciousness and intelligence, the universe would lack meaning.
Much of what we see in the universe ... starts out as imaginary. Often you must imagine something before you can come to terms with it. - Clifford D. Simak
Much of what we see in the universe ... starts out as imaginary. Often you must imagine something before you can come to terms with it.
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. - Clifford D. Simak
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.
These are the stories the Dogs tell, when the fires burn high and the wind is from the north. - Clifford D. Simak
These are the stories the Dogs tell, when the fires burn high and the wind is from the north.
Once there had been joy, but now there was only sadness, and it was not, he knew, alone the sadness of an empty house; it was the sadness of all else… - Clifford D. Simak
Once there had been joy, but now there was only sadness, and it was not, he knew, alone the sadness of an empty house; it was the sadness of all else…
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