I’ve seen the future, brother; it is murder.

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.

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

Every saint has a past, and every sinner has a future.

The future comes like an unwelcome guest.