I seemed to be upon the verge of comprehension without power to comprehend—men, at times, find themselves upon the brink of remembrance without being able, in the end, to remember.
Category: Science Fiction
The Tantalus Death by Ross Rocklynne
The Japanese Sectional governor rose, and said, sucking in his breath, “Why does not the thirsty Olduk speak, instead of drinking all the Speaker’s water?”
The Colors of Space by Marion Zimmer Bradley
One by one he picked out the constellations. Aldebaran swung on the pendant chain of Taurus like a giant ruby. Orion strode across the sky, a swirling nebula at his belt. Vega burned, cobalt blue, in the heart of the Lyre.