If religions are diseases of the human psyche, as the philosopher Grintholde asserts, then religious wars must be reckoned the resultant sores and cankers infecting the aggregate corpus of the human r...
I have transcended that phase in my intellectual growth where I discover humour in simple freakishness. What exists is real; therefore it is tragic, since wherever lives must die. Only fantasy, the va...
I am not partial to folk who are grim and austere. I prefer fanciful folk who make me laugh.
Candor is never indiscreet. Truth, which is to say, the reflection of life, is beautiful.
What exists is real; therefore it is tragic, since whatever lives must die. Only fantasy, the vapors rising from sheer nonsense, can now excite my laughter.
T’sain shrugged. I have lived little, and I am not wise. Yet I know that everyone is entitled to life.
The pre-dawn air was quiet and cool; the sky showed the colors of citron, pearl, and apricot, which were reflected from the sea. Out from the Tumbling River estuary drifted the black ship Smaadra, pro...
The police mentality cannot regard a human being in terms other than as an item or object to be processed as expeditiously as possible.
The forest of Tantrevalles shades a deep dank soil; somewhere under this mold lies the carcass of a snake which in better times used the name Visbhume; he no longer tippety-taps and moves and jerks to...
The Silver Samarsanda stood above the Jardeen, behind a line of tall pencil cypress: an irregular bulk of masonry, plastered and whitewashed, with a wide, many-slanted roof of mossy tiles. Beside the...
Excellent; all is well. The 'everlasting tedium' exactly countervenes the 'immediate onset of death' and I am left only with the 'canker' which, in the person of Firx, already afflicts me. One must us...
But even in my life I saw the leaching of spirit. A surfeit of honey cloys the tongue; a surfeit of wine addles the brain; so a surfeit of ease guts a man of strength. Light, warmth, food, water, were...
A surfeit of honey cloys the tongue; a surfeit of wine addles the brain; so a surfeit of ease guts a man of strength.
You are evil like all existence. ... If power were mine I would crush the universe to bloody gravel and stamp into the ultimate muck!
What are your fees? inquired Guyal cautiously. I respond to three questions, stated the augur. For twenty terces I phrase the answer in clear and actionable language; for ten I use the language of can...
We hold that gain after toil, triumph after adversity, achievement to a goal long-sought, is a greater beneficence than prebendary nutrient from the teat of an indulgent government.
Two hours of loose philosophizing will never tilt the scale against the worth of one sound belch.
The world now lacks a Sir Pom-pom, with all his funny ways! I wonder where he is now? Or is he anywhere at all? Can someone be nowhere?
The dead man's companions at the counter started to their feet, but halted as Voynod with great aplomb turned to face them. Take care, you dunghill cocks! Notice the fate of your fellow! He died by th...
It is good to have an end to journey towards; but it is the journey that matters, in the end.