It would be madness, and inconsistency, to suppose that things which have never yet been performed can be performed without employing some hitherto untried means.

As natural selection works solely by and for the good of each being, all corporeal and mental endowments will tend to progress toward perfection.

The world is dying of machinery; that is the great disease, that is the plague that will sweep away and destroy civilization; man will have to rise against it sooner or later.

God seems to have left the receiver off the hook, and time is running out.

I don’t try to describe the future. I try to prevent it.