Harper to your word be trueHolder, crafter you also hewTo honesty, integrity, and respectAll others without regard to intellect
Has been done. Can be done. Must be done...
speak hard, steal the air.
To cry was to release all sorts of ugly little pressures and tensions. Like waking out of a long, dark dream to a sun-filled day.
There’s a reason that some of our oldest and most important stories start with Once upon a time . . . Tucked among the fantastical characters and magical other-worlds are profound truths. Lloyd Alexan...
Some folk, too, believe what the loudest talker says. And some folk because it frightens them not to.
I feel obliged to explain that I thought for quite a few years that I had lost my daughter to pirates during the Phoenix incident, she said. The first thing anyone knew, the legitimate colony was gone...
For when speech is restricted, all men suffer,
The AI told her not long ago that her Why? period might have been the shortest on record - because Mum and Dad answered every Why? in detail AND made sure she understood, so she wouldn't ask that part...
Man is wise to fear: it sharpens the sense of self-preservation.
It is time to end a story that began in sorrow and ordeal and has ended in a deep and lasting happiness. May it be so for others.
It became a requirement of those in hazardous professions, or those with highly desirable dominant characteristics of intelligence or physical perfection, to donate sperm and ova to what became known...
Given the infinite variety of human personalities, it was impossible to like everyone.
I like opera just fine; it’s people I wanted to get away from. As
Drummer, beat, and piper, blowHarper, strike, and soldier, goFree the flame and sear the grassesTil the dawning Red Star passes
Don’t store guilt for future use. Afra
When the tiger executes a merger with the goat, which one walks away?
A real scientist solves problems, not wails that they are unsolvable.
My eyes are green, my hair is silver and I freckly; the rest is subject to change without notice.
Look around you, Lessa of Pern, look around the Weyr with unveiled eyes. Old and hallowed is the Weyr? Yes, but shabby and worn – and disregarded. Yes, you were elated to sit in the Weyrwoman’s great...