Novel-Classic Stories

You can't beat my Uncle Isadore--he's dead but he's quick--yet that is just what he was daring me to try and do!

One of the most intriguing of all science fiction patterns is that of the galactic sweep--the story which takes for granted human travel between stars at speeds far faster than the speed of light. In its most successful form, such a story combines cosmic action with a wholly human plot.

Jeff needed a job and this man had a job to offer--one where giant economy-size trouble had labels like fakemake, bumsy and peekage!

He went where no Martian ever went before--but would he come out--or had he gone for good?

A wayfarer's return from a far country to his wife and family may be a shining experience, a kind of second honeymoon. Or it may be so shadowed by Time's relentless tyranny that the changes which have occurred in his absence can lead only to tragedy and despair. This rarely discerning, warmly human story by a brilliant newcomer to the science fantasy field is told with no pulling of punches, and its adroit unfolding will astound you.

On the fatal seventh of September a certain Secret Service man sat in the President's chair and--looked back into the Eye of Allah.

Marooned on the sea-floor, his hoisting cable cut, young Abbot is left at the mercy of the man-sharks.

"Normality" is a myth; we're all a little neurotic, and the study of neurosis has been able to classify the general types of disturbance which are most common. And some types (providing the subject is not suffering so extreme a case as to have crossed the border into psychosis) can be not only useful, but perhaps necessary for certain kinds of work....

Under the cloud of cast-off identities lay the shape of another man-- was it himself?

Anybody who wanted to escape death could, by paying a very simple price--denial of life!