"You stare about you with new interest, but the faces of your fellows still disturb you. There is more hate and fear and greedy ambition in them than love or simple kindness. Their minds seem tangles of emotional drives, with more confusion than confidence, more of a desperate need to escape from themselves and each other than from their world. They may conquer the stars, but you doubt if they can conquer themselves, their smallness, their pitiful insecurities."

From "Lazarus Bell"

By Stanley Mullen

1958.