The same man who could not find it in his conscience to curb his curiosity into the nuclear studies that might someday kill half of Earth would risk … - Isaac Asimov

Every human being lived behind an impenetrable wall of choking mist within which no other but he existed.

I've seen many people with status, but I'm still looking for a happy one. Status won't sit still under you; you have to continually fight to keep from sinking.

World War II had been something unique. That was one war there could be few idealistic qualms over. We were fighting an absolute evil that seemed quite beyond the usual defame-the-enemy routine; and there seemed a reasonable hope that once the war was over there would be some way of setting up a form of world organization to prevent future wars. The euphoria of the days of the immediate end of the war and of the setting up of the United Nations didn't last long and the Korean War spelled final ruin to the first great hopes.