By: Clare Winger Harris

“So we are entering the unknown!”

By: Clare Winger Harris

“Can it be a comet?”

By: Clare Winger Harris

“We are leaving the sun at a terrific rate of speed.”

By: Clare Winger Harris

“Now is the time for your revelation,” urged La Rue.

By: Clare Winger Harris

“The invisible atom is another universe…”

By: Julian Huxley

To what end did all this power serve?

By: Julian Huxley

We had prepared for ourselves a sort of tin pulpit…

By: Julian Huxley

This was the first real beginning of the superconsciousness.

By: Julian Huxley

“I am not quite sure whether I want to escape or not.”

By: Julian Huxley

Not a necropolis, but a histopolis.

By: A. Merritt

“I crawled up and up.”

By: Julian Huxley

“I should call this the Institute of Religious Tissue Culture.”

By: A. Merritt

“I rushed up and past that unseen Horror.”

By: Julian Huxley

Why not take the opportunity of doing a little research work?

By: A. Merritt

“Their whispering grew into a chant.”