Novel-Classic Stories

Destroying the spirit of the enemy is the goal of war and the aliens had the best way!

The youngster of this story isn't a child monster at all. He's just--a "destructor." And that in itself is somehow unimaginably terrifying!

In order to make Izaak Walton's sport complete, there must be an angler, a fish, and some bait. All three existed on Arz but there was a question as to which was which.

Very admirable rule: Never do tomorrow what you can put off until after the age of forty!

The Army had a new theme song: "Anything you can do, we can do better!" And they meant _anything_, including up-to-date hornpipes!

Except for transportation, it was absolutely free. but how much would the freight cost?

There's nothing like exciting fantasy to escape boredom. The problem is to know whether it's actually a fantasy.

"Well, Corporal Westerburg," Doctor Henry Harris said gently, "just why do you think you're a plant?" As he spoke, Harris glanced down again at the card on his desk. It was from the Base Commander himself, made out in Cox's heavy scrawl: Doc, this is the lad I told you about. Talk to him and try to find out how he got this delusion. He's from the new Garrison, the new check-station on Asteroid Y-3, and we don't want anything to go wrong there. Especially a silly damn thing like this!

Garth Howard, prey to half the animals of the forest, fights valiantly to regain his lost five feet of size.

A fearsome thing is a thing you're afraid of--and it has nothing whatever to do with whether others are afraid, nor with whether it is in fact dangerous. It's your view of the matter that counts!