"Sooner or later for good or ill, a……" — Olaf Stapledon
"Sooner or later for good or ill, a united mankind, equipped with science and power, will probably turn its attention to the other planets, not only for economic exploitation, but also as possible homes for man. . . . The goal for the solar system would seem to be that it should become an interplanetary community of very diverse worlds . . . . Through the pooling of this wealth of experience, through this 'commonwealth of worlds,' new levels of mental and spiritual development should become possible, levels at present quite inconceivable to man."
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13 Quotes by Olaf Stapledon
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Philosophy is an amazing tissue of really fine thinking and incredible, puerile mistakes. It's like one of those rubber 'bones'…
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So might we ourselves look down into some rock-pool where lowly creatures repeat with naive zest dramas learned by their…
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We have no government and no laws, if by law is meant a stereotyped convention supported by force, and not…
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Henceforth the cosmos, once a swarm of blazing galaxies, each a swarm of stars, was composed wholly of star-corpses. These…
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Great are the stars, and man is of no account to them. But man is a fair spirit, whom a…
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He should avail himself of their resources in such ways as to advance the expression of the spirit in the…
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That strange blend of the commercial traveller, the missionary and the barbarian conqueror, which was the American abroad.
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My dear, it is a great strength to have faced the worst and to have *felt* it a feature of…
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All this long human story, most passionate and tragic in the living, was but an unimportant, a seemingly barren and…
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Barren, barren and trivial are these words. But not barren the experience.
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Men endured so much for war, but for peace they dared nothing.
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Even when all the worlds have frozen or exploded, and all the suns gone dead and cold, there'll still be…
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