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by H. G. Wells
A Modern Utopia is a novel written by H. G. Wells and originally published in 1905.
Wells presents a planet just like Earth but located in another corner of the galaxy and there he develops his utopia. Even the population is genetically identical to that of Earth and on it will address issues such as his conception of an ideal society.
It is a rather peculiar work and Wells himself makes it clear: it is not a science fiction novel, but neither is it an essay. It is a work halfway between the two genres in which Wells explores the idea of a single world state.
A Modern Utopia is strongly influenced by the era of changes that Wells lived through, in which the mechanization of labor increased, the theory of natural selection was accepted and the economic model of populations began to combine capitalism with state socialism, which for Wells was the modern vision of an ideal society.
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About H. G. Wells
Herbert George Wells was an English writer who wrote dozens of novels, short stories, and works of social commentary, history, satire, biography an...
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Every economic dissertation and discussion reminds one more strongly than the last of the game of croquet Alice played in Wonderland.
I feel to think, he thinks to feel. It is I and my kind that have the wider range, because we can be impersonal as well as personal. We can escape ourselves.
Modern war, modern international hostility is, I believe, possible only through the stupid illiteracy of the mass of men and the conceit and intellectual indolence of rulers and those who feed the public mind.
It is good to stop by the track for a space, put aside the knapsack, wipe the brows, and talk a little of the upper slopes of the mountain we think we are climbing, would but the trees let us see it.
Perfection is the mere repudiation of that ineluctable marginal inexactitude which is the mysterious inmost quality of being.
