“ dying's none so dreadful; it's the funking makes it bad. ”
H. G. Wells, The War of the Worlds (1898). copy citation
| Author | H. G. Wells |
|---|---|
| Source | The War of the Worlds |
| Topic | death fear |
| Date | 1898 |
| Language | English |
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| Weblink | http://www.gutenberg.org/files/36/36-h/36-h.htm |
Context
“Life is real again, and the useless and cumbersome and mischievous have to die. They ought to die. They ought to be willing to die. It's a sort of disloyalty, after all, to live and taint the race. And they can't be happy. Moreover, dying's none so dreadful; it's the funking makes it bad. And in all those places we shall gather. Our district will be London. And we may even be able to keep a watch, and run about in the open when the Martians keep away. Play cricket, perhaps. That's how we shall save the race.”
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