1 I looked about me to see if any traces of animal life remained.
2 Once, life and property must have reached almost absolute safety.
3 The green slime on the rocks alone testified that life was not extinct.
4 The rich had been assured of his wealth and comfort, the toiler assured of his life and work.
5 Looking at these stars suddenly dwarfed my own troubles and all the gravities of terrestrial life.
6 For such a life, what we should call the weak are as well equipped as the strong, are indeed no longer weak.
7 In the end, wisely and carefully we shall readjust the balance of animal and vegetable life to suit our human needs.
8 The rocks about me were of a harsh reddish colour, and all the trace of life that I could see at first was the intensely green vegetation that covered every projecting point on their south-eastern face.
9 So I travelled, stopping ever and again, in great strides of a thousand years or more, drawn on by the mystery of the earth's fate, watching with a strange fascination the sun grow larger and duller in the westward sky, and the life of the old earth ebb away.
10 Such of them as were so constituted as to be miserable and rebellious would die; and, in the end, the balance being permanent, the survivors would become as well adapted to the conditions of underground life, and as happy in their way, as the Upper-world people were to theirs.