To Be A Standard Shape Is Not

I Was Hardly Fit For Human Society. Thus Destiny Shaped Me To Be A Science Fiction Writer.

Why Had I Become A Writer In The First Place? Because I Wasn't Fit For Society; I Didn't Fit Into The System.

The Day Of The Android Has Dawned.

All Over The World There Must Be Far-reaching Changes In Animal Behavior And Habitat; If Only One Could Have Another Life In Which To Chart It All... Ah, Well, That's Not A Fruitful Thing To Wish, Is It?

What Were Several Fewer Species Of Animals Compared With A Hundred-mile Advance And Another Medal On Another General?