THE GREKS WERE PEOPLE-HATERS
They came to Earth in their space ship, bearing fabulous gifts - such as machines that did any day job automatically, and fertilizer that made plants shoot up overnight. But they presented their gifts with contempt, and with a look in their eyes that made people feel "creepy".
Still, because of the brave new world they promised, they Greks could be forgiven anything - until they left and people discovered the machines were breaking down. Then their only choice was to beg the Greks to come back, on their own terms. And they knew the terms would be hard...

The Greks Bring Gifts

Arthur Chamberlain has problems. His one-man engineering firm is faltering and his pretty secretary Estelle barely notices him. But these problems are put aside when his Manhattan office building falls into the fourth dimension. Madison Square is filled with wigwams and it's up to Arthur to engineer a way to make his building to fall back to the future.

The Runaway Skyscraper

« Vous connaissez les logiques. Vous en avez un chez vous. Ça ressemble à un récepteur d'images, seulement il y a des touches au lieu de cadrans et vous pianotez pour avoir ce que vous voulez ». Joe est un de ces logiques qui ont changé la civilisation. Mais celui-ci, fraîchement sorti des usines de la Logics Company, bénéficie d'un petit défaut de fabrication qui le rend plus créatif, plus entreprenant, plus efficace et toujours au service du client. Accédant à des contenus confidentiels, puisant dans les données éparpillées sur le réseau mondial, Joe répond à toutes vos questions et trouve une solution adaptée à tous vos souhaits... y compris assassiner votre femme sans vous faire prendre ou dévaliser une banque sans risque. Froidement, sans penser à mal, Joe mènerait-il l'humanité à sa perte ?
Un logique nommé Joe, publié en 1946, époque où l'ordinateur le plus perfectionné pesait trente tonnes et remplissait une salle de 150m2 est une nouvelle véritablement visionnaire. Non sans humour, Leinster décrit les ravages exponentiels découlant d'un accès illimité à la connaissance et de ses usages immodérés.

Un logique nommé Joe

Space Tug by Murray Leinster is an independent sequel to the author's popular Space Platform.
Joe Kenmore heard the airlock close with a sickening wheeze and then a clank. In desperation he turned toward Haney. "My God, we've been locked out!"
Through the transparent domes of their space helmets, Joe could see a look of horror and disbelief pass across Haney's face. But it was true! Joe and his crew were locked out of the Space Platform.
Four thousand miles below circled the Earth. Under Joe's feet rested the solid steel hull of his home in outer space. But without tools there was no hope of getting back inside. Joe looked at his oxygen meter. It registered thirty minutes to live.

Space Tug

Life on the moon under anything less than optimal conditions had always been a nightmare, and as Joe Kenmore and his colleague, Moreau, drove back to the City On The Moon on that day the Earth shuttle was due to land, the nearby mountain supporting critical elements of the shuttle's landing mechanisms crumbled causing an avalanche and resulting in chaos. 
Optimal conditions were no where in sight that day and as Kenmore and Moreau's investigations lead to their conclusion that explosions had been responsible for the avalanche. Now they realized that they were in a race against the clock to restore the landing beam before the shuttle had reached it's point of no return prior to landing. 
Kenmore had more than strictly humanitarian reasons for wanting to prevent a mishap aboard the shuttle that day, because on this particular mission, Arlene Gray was aboard. Kenmore had been anxiously awaiting her arrival, and now his love's life might hang in the balance.

City on the Moon

Centuries, eons from now the peculiar, fantastic, astounding mind if man will conquer strange new worlds and probe the meaning of the central core of infinity with instruments of incredible scientific precision! In the far-off era when man will defy gravity, space, time - to explore the universe and make immensity his own!

Colonial Survey

There was nothing on the island big enough to kill a man, yet each new day brought with it another bloody death, another mysterious disappearance.
The first hint of something wrong at the outpost was the plane. It crazily circled the little island, its cargo-bay doors open, its radio dead. It seemed to hang in the air for a moment and then it dived downward, levelled and dipped again. It made a belly landing on the runway with its wheels still retracted.
There was a singular, dead silence and then a shot rang out.
The crew of two and the seven passengers had vanished, the cargo was strewn about and the fuel tanks had been emptied. And the pilot, after landing, had blown his brains out...

The Monster from Earth's End

Cover artist: Lima de FreitasThe story of an experiment gone wrong--a planet seeded with primitive bacterial, plant, and insect life forms, then forgotten until a spaceship crash-lands, stranding its crew. The crew must fight to survive in a savage nightmare world. From the Hugo Award-winning author, Murray Leinster.

La Planète Oubliée

Aucun homme ne peut être pleinement efficace s'il s'attend à des éloges ou à une appréciation de ce qu'il fait.

Le secret de s'entendre avec les gens est celui de reporter les querelles.

Les enfants et les barbares ont des idées claires de justice en raison d'eux, mais aucune idée de la justice en raison de leur part.

Je n'ai jamais remarqué qu'être absurde empêche les choses de se produire. Vous n'avez jamais lu sur la politique?

Les faits sont des faits! Et s'ils sont impossibles, ce sont toujours des faits!

L'aventure est le point où vous lancez votre vie sur la balance du hasard et attendez que le pointeur s'arrête.

C'était un symptôme de la folie des êtres humains dans un cosmos évidemment conçu pour qu'ils vivent, mais qu'ils préparent industriellement à rendre invivables.

La plus difficile des entreprises est de garantir la coopération des autres dans les entreprises à laquelle les autres n'ont pas pensé en premier.

Il n'y a jamais de raison rationnelle pour qu'un homme se réjouisse qu'une certaine jolie fille existe et qu'il l'a trouvée. L'expérience, cependant, est universelle.

Il avait un talent stellaire. J'ai non seulement perdu un contemporain dans la mort de Robert E. Howard. Le monde a perdu un écrivain de cadeaux extraordinaires.

Il n'est pas illégal d'acheter un travail d'artiste pour les arachides et de le vendre à n'importe quel prix que l'on peut obtenir. Mais c'est une outrage!

Ses oeuvres

Ses derniers livres