Canadi>nBoy From , joined Dec 1969, posts, RR: Posted (11 years 7 months 1 day 23 hours ago) and read 1345 times:
I absolutely love the work of this fine and imaginative late British author.
I'd have to say my all time H.G. Wells favourites are "The Time Machine",
"The First Men In The Moon", "War Of The Worlds" and "When The Sleeper
Wakes". Brilliant work, absolutely brilliant. The great joy for me was, as an adult, going back and re-reading these works and getting a whole new perspective and spin on the respective theme and storyline.
Canadi>nBoy From , joined Dec 1969, posts, RR:
Reply 1, posted (11 years 7 months 1 day 23 hours ago) and read 1340 times:
From the beginning of Chapter One of "War Of The Worlds"
Book One: The Coming Of The Martians
Chapter One: The Eve Of The War
"No one would have believed in the last years of the nineteenth century that this world was being watched keenly and closely by intelligences greater than man's and yet as mortal as his own; that as men busied themselves about their various concerns they were scrutinised and studied, perhaps almost as narrowly as a man with a microscope might scrutinise the transient creatures that swarm and multiply in a drop of water. With infinite complacency men went to and fro over this globe about their little affairs, serene in their assurance of their empire over matter. It is possible that the infusoria under the microscope do the same. No one gave a thought to the older worlds of space as sources of human danger, or thought of them only to dismiss the idea of life upon them as impossible or improbable. It is curious to recall some of the mental habits of those departed days. At most terrestrial men fancied there might be other men upon Mars, perhaps inferior to themselves and ready to welcome a missionary enterprise. Yet across the gulf of space, minds that are to our minds as ours are to those of the beasts that perish, intellects vast and cool and unsympathetic, regarded this earth with envious eyes, and slowly and surely drew their plans against us. And early in the twentieth century came the great disillusionment."
Aaaah, the mind of a gifted writer is indeed worth more than all the gems in the world. As a boy, I was greatly intrigued by his work; as an adult, I am enthralled by them.