Although personally I am quite content with existing explosives, I feel we must not stand in the path of improvement.


For the first time in the history of mankind, one generation literally has the power to destroy the past, the present and the future, the power to bring time to an end.


If you ask a member of this generation two simple questions: ''How do you want the world to be in fifty years?'' and ''What do you want your life to be like five years from now?'' the answers are quite often preceded by ''Provided there is still a world'' and ''Provided I am still alive.'' To the often-heard question, Who are they, this new generation? one is tempted to answer, Those who hear the ticking. And to the other question, Who are they who utterly deny them? the answer may well be, Those who do not know, or refuse to face, things as they really are.


It sometimes strikes me that the whole of science is a piece of impudence; that nature can afford to ignore our impertinent interference. If our monkey mischief should ever reach the point of blowing up the earth by decomposing an atom, and even annihilated the sun himself, I cannot really suppose that the universe would turn a hair.


Mick Jagger and I just really liked each other a lot. We talked all night. We had the same views on nuclear disarmament.


No country without an atom bomb could properly consider itself independent.


Rest in peace. The Mistake shall not be repeated.


The atom bomb was no ''great decision.'' It was merely another powerful weapon in the arsenal of righteousness.


The base emotions Plato banned have left a radio-active and not radiant land.


The flame from the angel's sword in the garden of Eden has been catalyzed into the atom bomb; God's thunderbolt became blunted, so man's thunderbolt has become the steel star of destruction.


The terror of the atom age is not the violence of the new power but the speed of man's adjustment to it — the speed of his acceptance.


The unleashed power of the atom has changed everything save our modes of thinking and we thus drift toward unparalleled catastrophe.


There are no accidents, only nature throwing her weight around. Even the bomb merely releases energy that nature has put there. Nuclear war would be just a spark in the grandeur of space. Nor can radiation ''alter'' nature: she will absorb it all. After the bomb, nature will pick up the cards we have spilled, shuffle them, and begin her game again.


What happened at Hiroshima was not only that a scientific breakthrough had occurred and that a great part of the population of a city had been burned to death, but that the problem of the relation of the triumphs of modern science to the human purposes of man had been explicitly defined.


What has kept the world safe from the bomb since 1945 has not been deterrence, in the sense of fear of specific weapons, so much as it's been memory. The memory of what happened at Hiroshima.