Cat’s Cradle

Cat’s Cradle

“He was supposed to be our commencement speaker,” said Sandra. “Who was?” I asked. “Dr. Hoenikker—the old man.” “What did he say?” “He didn’t show up.” “So you didn’t get a commencement address?” “Oh, we got one. Dr. Breed, the one you’re gonna see tomorrow, he showed...
Cat’s Cradle

Cat’s Cradle

“Well …,” rumbled Dr. Breed expansively, “how do you like us, now that you’ve been with us— how long? Almost a year?” “You scientists think too much,” blurted Miss Pefko. She laughed idiotically. Dr. Breed’s friendliness had blown every fuse in her nervous...
Breakfast of Champions

Breakfast of Champions

The words in the book, incidentally, were about life on a dying planet named Lingo-Three, whose inhabitants resembled American automobiles. They had wheels. They were powered by internal combustion engines. They ate fossil fuels. They weren’t manufactured,...
Breakfast of Champions

Breakfast of Champions

A lot of the nonsense was the innocent result of playfulness on the part of the founding fathers of the nation of Dwayne Hoover and Kilgore Trout. The founders were aristocrats, and they wished to show off their useless eduction, which consisted of the study of...
Galapagos

Galapagos

Mary Hepburn and the Captain had good teeth when they arrived on Santa Rosalia, although they were both well over thirty, thanks to regular visits to dentists, who drilled out rot and drained abscesses and so on. But they were toothless when they died. Selena...