Reilly was fairly sure he’d survive after death; but he saw no reason to take chances. Also, Mr. Kean says that the very rich, like the very religiou… - Robert Sheckley

All his studies had been for extraterrestrial exploration. There was no place for him on Earth; and now he was barred from space.

He turned to Mingus. “Why don’t you just leave them alone? I really don’t care what your motives are. Hasn’t Earth had enough emperors, dictators, generalissimos, war lords, Great Khans, Shahinshahs, Caesars, whatever you want to call them? Some of them had admirable motives—but the only people they really helped were themselves.”
“I suppose you feel that a state of anarchy is preferable?” Mingus asked.
“I think it probably is,” Hieronymous said. “The main defect of anarchy is its vulnerability to people like you.”

Blaine remembered how strange, dark, atavistic and noble Hull’s lordly selection of death has seemed. Pretentious, of course; but then, life itself was a pretension in the vast universe of unliving matter.