Edmund Cooper (1926 – 1982)
English poet and prolific writer of speculative fiction, romances, technical essays, several detective stories, and a children's book.
But then history was made by fools.
In the country of the mad, the sane man is crazy.
Historically, the developement of machines had amplified man's ability to destroy.
Perhaps justified violence is better than peace at any price.
And he who loves last loves loudest.
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.
There comes a time when a men desires to rise above fear.
All fanaticism springs from the religious impulse.
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.
The real struggle is between order and anarchy.