“Beneath all this gaiety and baroque complexity lay the simple and so carefully denied: beyond the thin metal surrounding us was the endless humorless void. Hollow rings the laughter of orphans in the night.”

Source: The Void Captain's Tale (1983), Chapter 11 (p. 139)

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American science fiction writer and critic 1940

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