Science fiction: space opera

Many of the formerly underprivileged terrestrials apparently felt that one vote was not quite enough for them.

One thing Man never counted on to take along into space with him was the Eternal Triangle—especially a true-blue triangle like this!

I was psick of Psi powers, not having any.

Elected a god, Zen the Omnipotent longed for supernatural powers—for he was also Zen the All-Put-Upon, a galactic sucker!

Sometimes a job comes after the man .

He was quite the most important man in all of human history.

“Come down to Earth—and stay there!

“Nuts to you!

Being trapped in the steaming h—l of Venus is no excuse for forgetting one’s manners—but anyone abducted, marooned, tricked, kept from tea might well crack under the strain!

Coveting someone’s wife and place in the world is an old, old story—except that the woman and the place Philip coveted were his own!

Incubus won every race but one.

Trading with the natives was like taking candy from a kid—but which were the natives?

Evelyn E.

Hugh Starke had died, he was absolutely certain of that.

He had been born on a mad, impossible world!

It was a Gypsy world, built of space flotsam, peopled with the few free races of the Solar System.