Venusian adj.

Should the dispossessed inhabitants of earth join that wonderful meteoric belt from which our November meteors come, they will contribute to other planets as their orbits may cross showers far more interesting to the Venusian or Martial astronomers than the common-place showers of meteoric iron have been to M. Plantamour and his brethren.

At the first glimpse I received of Venusian waters, my admiration was taken by storm.

At length—we were then but a thousand miles or so up—the midday point was attained, and then it was that our descent into the Venusian world began. We had issued at last from the terrible depths of space: but what awaited us in these other deeps—these deeps into which we were now descending?

Smith’s brow furrowed. A woman, here, on this black waterfront by night? Not even the lowest class of Venusian street-walker dared come along the waterfronts of Ednes on the nights when the space-liners were not in. Yet across the pavement came clearly now the light tapping of a woman’s feet.

From some confidential instructions he dropped while making a getaway they learned that he was secret agent for some Venusian colony or other.

The ten Earth-days of the Venusian night had been busy and full, and spiced with the exoticism of the truly new.

Earth news…was followed by Martian news, by Venusian news, by the column from the asteroids.

It was in the emergency tools locker, the Venus suit that was never supposed to be used. NASA had designed it for use at Venusian ground level. [...] I had watched it being tested in the heat-and-pressure box at Cal Tech, and I knew that the joints stopped moving after five hours, and wouldn't start again until they had been cooled. Now I opened the locker and pulled the suit out by the shoulders and held it in front of me. It seemed to be staring back.

‘You of course realize, Mr. Lamb, that not one hunter has ever bagged a Venusian swamp-thing?’ Godfrey Spingle spoke into the microphone, then shoved it toward the other man. ‘Indeed I do. I’ve read all the records and studied all the reports. That is why I am here on Venus. I have been called the finest hunter in the world and, to be perfectly honest, I would rather enjoy being called the finest hunter in two worlds.’

Language is weighted with referents. It is like a beam of light on Venus. There, on Venus, heavy atmospheric gravity bends light around the entire circumference of the planet, enabling a man, in theory, to see the back of his own head. [...] So fiction, using language like a beam of Venusian light to see the back of its own head—to talk about its own art—makes a very wide tautological loop. It goes all around the world of language's referents before coming back to its own surface.

The radar image of the tortured Venusian landscape—its weird volcanoes, pancake domes and narrow, sinuous canyons—dominated the main screen of Goliath ’s control centre, but Poole preferred the evidence of his own eyes.

Ugulma’s shop was on the swampier side of town, a typical Venusian structure that looked like a banyan tree topped with a slice of peat bog.