In The Time Machine, Wells's Time Traveller journeys to the world of 802,701 AD, where humanity has divided into the effete, beautiful Eloi and the brutal subterranean Morlocks. In The War of the Worlds, the Martians -- intellects 'vast and cool and unsympathetic' -- send their war machines to wreak havoc across the world.… (more)
But who shall dwell in these worlds if they be inhabited? .... Are we or they Lords of the World? .... And how are all things made for man? ...
~ Kepler (quoted in The Anatomy of Melancholy)
War of the Worlds: No one would have believed in the last years of the nineteenth century that this world was being watched keenly and closely by intelligence greater than man's and yet as mortal as his own; that as men busied themselves about their various concerns they were scrutinized and studied, perhaps almost as narrowly as a man with a microscope might scrutinize the transient creatures that swarm and multiply in a drop of water.
The Time Machine:
And I have by me, for my comfort, two strange white flowers - shriveled now, and brown and flat and brittle - to witness that even when mind and strength had gone, gratitude and a mutual tenderness still loved on in the heart of man.
In The Time Machine, Wells's Time Traveller journeys to the world of 802,701 AD, where humanity has divided into the effete, beautiful Eloi and the brutal subterranean Morlocks. In The War of the Worlds, the Martians -- intellects 'vast and cool and unsympathetic' -- send their war machines to wreak havoc across the world.
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Although they are valued for sheer narrative excitement and suspense in the tradition of Poe, and for astonishing prophecy and realistic fantasy as inventive as Vern's, the stories of H. G. Wells are emphatically and frighteningly underscored by his self-avowed intent to shatter "That serene confidence in the future which is the most abundant source of decadence."
The Martians' descent in The War of the Worlds (1898) with its savagery and "welter of atrocities" systematically blasted the peak of self-satisfaction that England achieved during the nineteenth century.
The Time Machine (1895), Wells' first book, also projected the consequences of self-indulgence through the flaccid future Children of Light who are horribly subsumed by Morlocks, their drudging, monstrously cruel counterparts.
Wells thought the immediate collective madness of The War of the Worlds the best introduction to his works, and so it here precedes the glittering ironies of its futuristic companion. England's nineteenth-century smuggery may well have been assaulted, but this century, well on the way to Wells' worlds, may shudder too - simply by turning the pages of this book.