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It is only of life on Earth, however, that one can speak with any certainty. It seems to me that all life on Earth, the sum total of life upon the Earth, has purpose. ↗

— Clifford D. Simak

#certainty #earth #however #life #me

It was a place without a single feature of the space-time matrix that he knew. It was a place where nothing yet had happened - an utter emptiness. There was neither light nor dark: there was nothing here but emptiness. ↗

— Clifford D. Simak

#emptiness #feature #had #happened #here

It would seem to me that by the time a race has achieved deep space capability it would have matured to a point where it would have no thought of dominating another intelligent species. ↗

— Clifford D. Simak

#another #by the time #capability #deep #deep space

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

#even #exists #great #know #more

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 the hour was never gone. It was the same one all the time. It had just moved along and we had moved with it. ↗

— Clifford D. Simak

#another #another day #day #fact #gone

Without consciousness and intelligence, the universe would lack meaning. ↗

— Clifford D. Simak

#intelligence #lack #meaning #universe #without

One of them, for example, which will probably haunt me more than any other is the problem of communication. ↗

— Georges Simenon

#communication #example #for example #haunt #me

I adore life but I don't fear death. I just prefer to die as late as possible. ↗

— Georges Simenon

#death #die #fear #i #just

Of course, I also gave him the ineffable pleasures of pipe smoking. And no children, because when this character was created I did not yet have the four children I later had. I must add I also gave him a certain taste for food. ↗

— Georges Simenon

#also #because #certain #character #children

Trotsky rises to give me his hand, then sits at his desk, gently allowing his regard to light on my person. ↗

— Georges Simenon

#desk #gently #give #give me #hand