Tenser, Said The Tensor. Tension, Apprehension, And

If You Can Have Everything At Fifty That You Wanted When You Were Fifteen, You're Happy.

This Was An Age Of Extremes, A Fascinating Century Of Freaks... But Nobody Loved It.

That's Me," He Said, Motioning To The Robot. "that's All Of Us. We Prattle About Free Will, But We're Nothing But Response...mechanical Reaction In Prescribed Grooves.

No Matter How We Defend Ourselves Against The Outside We're Always Licked By Something From The Inside. Ther's No Defense Against Betrayal, And We All Betray Ourselves.

It's Obvious We Can't All Be A Gully Foyle, But Most Of Us Energize At Such A Low Level, So Far Short Of Our Real Capabilities, We Could All Be More, Do More.