1 They were no more like the Martians I saw in action than a Dutch doll is like a human being.
The War of the Worlds By H. G. WellsContextHighlight In BOOK 2: II. WHAT WE SAW FROM THE RUINED HOUSE. 2 At the sight of another human being my torpor passed, and I leaned out of the window eagerly.
The War of the Worlds By H. G. WellsContextHighlight In BOOK 1: XI. AT THE WINDOW. 3 Never before in the history of the world had such a mass of human beings moved and suffered together.
The War of the Worlds By H. G. WellsContextHighlight In BOOK 1: XVII. THE "THUNDER CHILD". 4 For the main road was a boiling stream of people, a torrent of human beings rushing northward, one pressing on another.
The War of the Worlds By H. G. WellsContextHighlight In BOOK 1: XVI. THE EXODUS FROM LONDON. 5 Without the body the brain would, of course, become a mere selfish intelligence, without any of the emotional substratum of the human being.
The War of the Worlds By H. G. WellsContextHighlight In BOOK 2: II. WHAT WE SAW FROM THE RUINED HOUSE. 6 Strange as it may seem to a human being, all the complex apparatus of digestion, which makes up the bulk of our bodies, did not exist in the Martians.
The War of the Worlds By H. G. WellsContextHighlight In BOOK 2: II. WHAT WE SAW FROM THE RUINED HOUSE. 7 The idea people seemed to have here was that the Martians were simply formidable human beings, who might attack and sack the town, to be certainly destroyed in the end.
The War of the Worlds By H. G. WellsContextHighlight In BOOK 1: XII. WHAT I SAW OF THE DESTRUCTION OF WEYBRIDGE AND SHEPPERTON. 8 No one gave a thought to the older worlds of space as sources of human danger, or thought of them only to dismiss the idea of life upon them as impossible or improbable.
The War of the Worlds By H. G. WellsContextHighlight In BOOK 1: I. THE EVE OF THE WAR. 9 The Tasmanians, in spite of their human likeness, were entirely swept out of existence in a war of extermination waged by European immigrants, in the space of fifty years.
The War of the Worlds By H. G. WellsContextHighlight In BOOK 1: I. THE EVE OF THE WAR. 10 Let it suffice to say, blood obtained from a still living animal, in most cases from a human being, was run directly by means of a little pipette into the recipient canal.
The War of the Worlds By H. G. WellsContextHighlight In BOOK 2: II. WHAT WE SAW FROM THE RUINED HOUSE. 11 But the Martians now understood our command of artillery and the danger of human proximity, and not a man ventured within a mile of either cylinder, save at the price of his life.
The War of the Worlds By H. G. WellsContextHighlight In BOOK 1: XIII. HOW I FELL IN WITH THE CURATE. 12 The physiological advantages of the practice of injection are undeniable, if one thinks of the tremendous waste of human time and energy occasioned by eating and the digestive process.
The War of the Worlds By H. G. WellsContextHighlight In BOOK 2: II. WHAT WE SAW FROM THE RUINED HOUSE. 13 Then the monster had risen to its feet and had begun to walk leisurely to and fro across the common among the few fugitives, with its headlike hood turning about exactly like the head of a cowled human being.
The War of the Worlds By H. G. WellsContextHighlight In BOOK 1: XI. AT THE WINDOW. 14 Every soul aboard stood at the bulwarks or on the seats of the steamer and stared at that distant shape, higher than the trees or church towers inland, and advancing with a leisurely parody of a human stride.
The War of the Worlds By H. G. WellsContextHighlight In BOOK 1: XVII. THE "THUNDER CHILD". 15 And while the Martians behind me were thus preparing for their next sally, and in front of me Humanity gathered for the battle, I made my way with infinite pains and labour from the fire and smoke of burning Weybridge towards London.
The War of the Worlds By H. G. WellsContextHighlight In BOOK 1: XIII. HOW I FELL IN WITH THE CURATE. 16 If one could have hung that June morning in a balloon in the blazing blue above London every northward and eastward road running out of the tangled maze of streets would have seemed stippled black with the streaming fugitives, each dot a human agony of terror and physical distress.
The War of the Worlds By H. G. WellsContextHighlight In BOOK 1: XVII. THE "THUNDER CHILD". 17 If on Friday night you had taken a pair of compasses and drawn a circle with a radius of five miles round the Woking sand-pits, I doubt if you would have had one human being outside it, unless it were some relation of Stent or of the three or four cyclists or London people lying dead on the common, whose emotions or habits were at all affected by the new-comers.
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