For it is just this question of pain that parts us. So long as visible or audible pain turns you sick; so long as your own pains drive you; so long a… - H. G. Wells

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For it is just this question of pain that parts
us. So long as visible or audible pain turns you sick; so long as your own
pains drive you; so long as pain underlies your propositions about
sin, — so long, I tell you, you are an animal, thinking a little less obscurely
what an animal feels.

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About H. G. Wells

Herbert George Wells (September 21 1866 – August 13 1946) was a British writer most famous for his science fiction novels such as The War of the Worlds, The Invisible Man and The Time Machine; also for Kipps, The History of Mr. Polly and other social satires.

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Birth Name: Herbert George Wells
Alternative Names: Wells, Herbert George H.G. Wells Herbert Wells Herbert G. Wells
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