Clifford D. Simak
Clifford D. Simak
Clifford Donald Simakwas an American science fiction writer. He was honored by fans with three Hugo Awards and by colleagues with one Nebula Award. The Science Fiction Writers of America made him its third SFWA Grand Master, and the Horror Writers Association made him one of three inaugural winners of the Bram Stoker Award for Lifetime Achievement...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionWriter
Date of Birth3 August 1904
CountryUnited States of America
along moving passing time
We thought all the time that we were passing through time when we really weren't, when we never have. We've just been moving along with time.
twilight two dying
This is written in the elder days as the Earth rides close to the rim of eternity, edging nearer to the dying Sun, into which her two inner companions of the solar system have already plunged to a fiery death. The Twilight of the Gods is history; and our planet drifts on and on into that oblivion from which nothing escapes, to which time itself may be dedicated in the final cosmic reckoning.
mean firsts ancestry
If the means were available, we could trace our ancestry - yours and mine - back to the first blob of life-like material that came into being on the planet
thinking space nucleus
It seems to me, thinking of it, that there must be some universal plan which set in motion the orbiting of the electrons about the nucleus and the slower, more majestic orbit of the galaxies about one another to the very edge of space
technology civilization path
If mankind were to continue in other than the present barbarism, a new path must be found, a new civilization based on some other method than technology
talking propagandist knows
I'm just a propagandist and a propagandist doesn't have to know what he is talking about, just so he talks about it most convincingly.
thinking unity may
There is a plan, it seems to me, that reaches out of the electron to the rim of the universe and what this plan may be or how it came about is beyond my feeble intellect. But if we are looking for something on which to pin our faith- and, indeed, our hope- the plan might well be it. I think we have thought too small and have been too afraid.
abhorrent welcome logic
We came into a homeless frontier, a place where we were not welcome, where nothing that lived was welcome, where thought and logic were abhorrent and we were frightened, but we went into this place because the universe lay before us, and if we were to know ourselves, we must know the universe
moving magic-moments feelings
I did not want to move. For I had the feeling that this was a place, once seen, that could not be seen again. If I left and then came back, it would not be the same; no matter how many times I might return to this particular spot the place and feeling would never be the same, something would be lost or something would be added, and there never would exist again, through all eternity, all the integrated factors that made it what it was in this magic moment.
running links next
The chain of life runs smoothly from one generation to the next and none of the links stand out except here and there a link one sees by accident.
thinking earth purpose
When I talk of the purpose of life, I am thinking not only of human life, but of all life on Earth and of the life which must exist upon other planets throughout the universe.
consciousness universe
Without consciousness and intelligence, the universe would lack meaning.
taken intelligent race
My reluctance to use alien invasion is due to the feeling that we are not likely to be invaded and taken over. It would seem to me that by the time a race has achieved deep space capability it would have matured to a point where it would have no thought of dominating another intelligent species. Further than this, there should be no economic necessity of its doing so. By the time it was able to go into deep space, it must have arrived at an energy source which would not be based on planetary natural resources.
feature happened light matrix neither nor single utter
It was a place without a single feature of the space-time matrix that he knew. It was a place where nothing yet had happened - an utter emptiness. There was neither light nor dark: there was nothing here but emptiness.