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“It was a pity that there was no radar to guide one across the trackless seas of life. Every man had to find his own way, steered by some secret compass of the soul. And sometimes, late or early, the compass lost its power and spun aimlessly on its bearings. Alan Bishop”

Quote by Arthur C. Clarke

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Glide Path

Glide Path is a fictional narrative that delves into the complexities of ambition and the journey of self-discovery. The story follows a protagonist as they navigate the challenges and triumphs of their career and personal life. more

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Arthur C. Clarke
Arthur C. Clarke

Arthur C. Clarke was a British science fiction author, writer, and science popularizer. Known for his science fiction novels and predictions about future technology, his most famous works include '2001: A Space Odyssey' and 'Rendezvous with Rama'. Clarke's science fiction novels are not only literarily valuable but also had a profound impact on science fiction films and television. more

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