He struck me as being a very beautiful and graceful creature, but indescribably frail. His flushed face reminded me of the more beautiful kind of consumptive—that hectic beauty of which we used to hear so much.
H. G. Wells, The Time Machine
I felt a peculiar shrinking from those pallid bodies. They were just the half-bleached colour of the worms and things one sees preserved in spirit in a zoological museum.
H. G. Wells, The Time Machine
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Saturday, 9th February
I cannot convey the sense of abominable desolation that hung over the world. The red eastern sky, the northward blackness, the salt Dead Sea, the stony beach crawling with these foul, slow-stirring monsters, the uniform poisonous-looking green of the lichenous plants, the thin air that hurts one’s lungs; all contributed to an appalling effect.
H. G. Wells, The Time Machine
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Wednesday, 20th February
I grieved to think how brief the dream of the human intellect had been. It had committed suicide.
H. G. Wells, The Time Machine
Necessarily my memory is vague. Great shapes like big machines rose out of the dimness, and cast grotesque black shadows, in which dim spectral Morlocks sheltered from the glare.
H. G. Wells, The Time Machine