" This is Mr. Travis, your Safari Guide to the past. He'll tell you what and where to shoot.
"The machine slowed; its scream fell to a mummer. The machine stopped. The sun stopped in the sky... a very old time indeed, three hunters and two Safari Heads with with their blue metal guns across their knees. "
"Sh! It came on great oiled, resistant striding legs. it towered thirty feet tall above half of the trees, a great evil god."
"They fired at the metallic eyelids and blazing black iris. Like a stone idol, like a avalanche, Tyrannosaurus fell."
" Turn around. Hide in the machine. Yes. Eckels seemed to be numb"
"Eckels moaned. He dropped to his knees... He did not move. Eyes shut, he waited, shivered. He heard Travis breathe loud in the room: he heard Travis shift his rifle, click the safety catch and raise the weapon. There was a sound of thunder."