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“The future is not a blank page; and neither is it an open book.” – Lewis Mumford
When the daily news takes on a particularly grim sheen it can be oddly comforting to seek the escapism provided by dystopian science fiction.5,702 more words
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“No other method exists for acquiring knowledge about the human heart than the study of history coupled with experience of life, in such a way that the two throw light upon each other.