A voice in the darkness said, ‘You have come too far.’ Arren answered it, saying, ‘Only too far is far enough.
A related point: The job of the imagination, in making a story from experience, may be not to gussy the story up but to tone it down. The fact is, the world is unbelievably strange and human behavior...
A medida que un hombre adquiere más poder y sabiduría, se le estrecha el camino, hasta que al fin no elige, y hace pura y simplemente lo que tiene que hacer...
I, like Borges, think of heaven as something very like a library
I have learned how I work best, and that is something that, if you're going to be a professional writer, you should be noticing: under what circumstances you work at your best, and to not get yourself...
So rest a while, we can talk in the cool of the evening. Or the cool of the morning. There 's seldom as much hurry as I used to think there was." -HawkWho had been ArchmageThe Other Wind
I thought the same thing, exactly. We always say that. you said it--you should have refused to go to Rolny. I said it as soon as I got to Elbow; I'm a free man. I didn't have to come here!...We always...
I write with all my heart
The longer he lived on Urras, the less real it became to him. It seemed
O. It is not wonderful. It is an ugly world. Not like this one. Anarres is all dusty and dry hills. All meager, all dry. And the people aren’t beautiful. They have big hands and feet, like me and the...
His story told of the king’s daughter Cassandra, who foresaw what would happen and tried to prevent the Trojans from letting the great horse into the city, but no one would listen to her: it was a cur...
You have not thought things through, he said. By his standards it was a brutal insult.
You don't see yet, Genry, why we perfected and practice Fortelling? No...To exhibit the perfect uselessness of knowing the answer to the wrong question.
Words are my matter—my stuff. Words are my skein of yarn, my lump of wet clay, my block of uncarved wood.
We are not subjects of a State founded upon law, but members of a society founded upon revolution. Revolution is our obligation: our hope of evolution. The Revolution is in the individual spirit, or i...
We all have forests in our minds. Forests unexplored, unending. Each of us gets lost in the forest, every night, alone.
They exist. But they are not your Masters. They never were. You are free, Tenar. You were taught to be a slave, but you have broken free.
The really terrible thing about being young is the triviality
The admirable is inexplicable.
She was the woman in the table.