By: Raymond Roussel

“Spread out, over a fairly large area, were human teeth.”

By: Perley Poore Sheehan and Robt. H. Davis

Come — to — my — iron — arms!

By: Perley Poore Sheehan and Robt. H. Davis

Are you not grateful to Science?

By: Perley Poore Sheehan and Robt. H. Davis

“Blessed — are — they — that — mourn.”

By: Perley Poore Sheehan and Robt. H. Davis

Little more than half a man.

By: Perley Poore Sheehan and Robt. H. Davis

A telephonic ear, a telescopic eye!

By: Perley Poore Sheehan and Robt. H. Davis

Something of a shock — to civilisation!

By: Perley Poore Sheehan and Robt. H. Davis

No longer a bungling, mortal man — but a beautiful, efficient machine!

By: Perley Poore Sheehan and Robt. H. Davis

He is fifty per cent. human and fifty per cent. machine.

By: Francis Stevens

“You confuse your memories.”

By: Francis Stevens

“Thank God you’re alive to hear the explanation.”

By: Francis Stevens

“I could abolish my monster-creating self.”

By: Francis Stevens

“I perceived a great Thing coming toward me…”

By: Francis Stevens

“Dull white with a faint hint of opalescence…”

By: Francis Stevens

“Have no fear at all—of anything!”