The unexpected is what makes life possible, he said.
The reality of our life is in love, in solidarity, said a tall, soft-eyed girl. Love is the true condition of human life.Bedap shook his head. No. Shev’s right, he said. Love’s just one of the ways th...
She had made these with scrap wire and tools from the craft supply depot, and called them Occupations of Uninhabited Space.
Pregnant women have no ethics.
People need God the way a three-year-old needs a chainsaw.
Only what is mortal bears life, Arren. Only in death is there rebirth. The Balance is not a stillness. it is a movement--an eternal becoming.
Only in silence the word,Only in dark the light,Only in dying life:Bright the hawk's flight
One of the rocks in my soulbag, a little grey rock that I had picked up on a certain day in a certain place in the hills above the river in the Silver Time, a little piece of my world, that became my...
One alien is a curiosity, two are an invasion.
Oh Lavinia, Lavinia, you are worth ten Camillas. And I never saw it.
Not all roads that lead down lead up as well.
Light is a power. A great power, by which we exist, but which exists beyond our needs, in itself. Sunlight and starlight are time, and time is light. In the sunlight, in the days and years, life is. I...
Let us consider Elfland as a great national park, a vast and beautiful place where a person goes by himself, on foot, to get in touch with reality in a special, private, profound fashion. But what hap...
It takes a while to spoil a world, but it can be done.
In our loss and fear we craved the acts of religion, the ceremonies that allow us to admit our helplessness, our dependence on the great forces we do not understand.
He is the earth and sunlight, the leaves of trees, the eagle's flight. He is alive. And all who ever died, live; they are reborn and have no end, nor will there ever be an end.
Have you never thought how danger must surround power as shadow does light? This sorcery is not a game we play for pleasure or for praise. Think of this: that every word, every act of our Art is said...
Fiction is really often much more useful than lived experience; it takes much less time, costs nothing (from the library), and it comes in a manageable, orderly form. You can understand it. Experience...
Cured? Goss said. Would you cure a singer of his voice?
But belief is the wound that knowledge heals, and death begins the Telling of our life