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About Edmund Cooper

Edmund Cooper (April 30, 1926 – March 11, 1982) was an English poet and prolific writer of speculative fiction, romances, technical essays, several detective stories, and a children's book. These were published under his own name and several pen names.

Born: April 30th, 1926

Died: March 11th, 1982

Categories: Children's authors, Detective fiction authors, English poets, Essayists, Mystery authors, English novelists, Science fiction authors, 1980s deaths

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The journey is what matters.
Only ideals are dangerous.
Courage has many faces.
Destiny knows no favorites.
And yet to be without hope is almost to be without sanity.
Life itself has become ludicrous.
Self-pity, a destroyer of perspective.
Without mankind machines are nothing.
There is no acceptable true image.
Men who are afraid live longer.
He who expects little is rarely disappointed.
All fanaticism springs from the religious impulse.
But then history was made by fools.
And he who loves last loves loudest.
Behind the apparent unreason there is reason.
The mad can make their own laws.
When one flowers dies, another is born.
How does one objectively define madness ?
The real struggle is between order and anarchy.
But some children have clearer vision than adults.
Only the absurd could have any bearing on reality.
A man must either fall or rise in adversity.
Perhaps justified violence is better than peace at any price.
In a fantastic world, the fantastic had become merely ordinary.
But no one can be immune to the laws of chance.
In the country of the mad, the sane man is crazy.
Historically, the developement of machines had amplified man's ability to destroy.
On earth there are frontiers, in the sky there are none.
It is not in the nature of man to accept permanent failure.
Cultures and societies consumed each other, as well as animals and men.
There is no truth but untruth. There is no reason but unreason.
There comes a time when a men desires to rise above fear.
To be with child does not diminish beauty, but changes the shape of beauty.
The colour of the skin is less important than the spirit wich moves it.
It is an inflexible law that all living things must seek to dominate their environment.
It is the nature of men to act negatively but to dream and hope positively.
Those who look for death have to wait patiently till death finds those who look.
What is god but an extension of the ego - a sort of megalomania by proxy?
There is only the eternal serial moment of now. It contains the total pattern, the complete history.
For death is only a loss of radiance , and birth is only the beginning of a separate journey.
Even you must appreciate that to destroy the personnality while preserving the body is simply another kind of death.
But it is better to be destroyed on strange frontiers than to live in a prison of ignorance and fear.
There is no other god but life. Life is the only holy thing. And when that goes that is the death of God.
In some way the material universe appears to be passing away like a tale that is told, dissolving into nothingness like a vision.
I believe our only hope of immortality lies in our actions, in what we do to and for others, and in our children.
Thus, ultimately, there never could be an absolute end; just as there never could have been an absolute beginning. There could only be a continuous unfolding.
But it may be that there is happiness in the very things we rejected - in work and responsibility. In the rearing of children and in the challenge of permanent love.
For mankind may survive and live without machines, and still be civilised. But without compassion, the human race can only elaborate upon the futile cunning and the barren intelligence of the great apes.
Mankind has never been renowned for accepting logical solutions to its most serious problems. As a rule, the degre of logicality of solutions seemed to vary inversely with the urgency or seriousness of the problems.
I am rebelling against imprisonment, I am rebelling against tyranny of the mind, I am rebelling against a collection of machines with interchangeable faces. Above all, I am rebelling against my own ignorance and your deliberate deception.
All living things sustain each other. All living things depend upon death not as an end, an absolute completion, but as a beginning of a new rhythm, a way of fulfillment in passing on the restless force of life.
But in adversity, intelligence alone cannot sustain hope. Ultimately, hope can be sustained only by finding purpose in adversity, by imposing a pattern on the fortuitous disasters of existence. Human beings, if force to it, will compromise their intelligence to preserve their hope.

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