A review by bibliocyclist
The Time Machine by Dobbs, Mathieu Moreau, H.G. Wells

3.0

"This has ever been the fate of energy in security; it takes to art and to eroticism, and then comes languor and decay."

"I thought I would make a virtue of necessity, and see the sunrise."

"Well, that night the expectation took the colour of my fears."

"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 mutual tenderness still lived on in the heart of Man."