His gentleness was uncompromising; because he would not compete for dominance, he was indomitable.
Everything is old, here. We are old - the Masters.
An owl is mostly air.
The sleeper turns his back on everyone.
Sairin bana siirinde okudugu Troya'nin dususu hikayesinde kralin kizi Cassandra olacaklari onceden goruyor ve Troyalıların buyuk atı sehre sokmalarını onlemeye calisiyor, ama onu kimse dinlemiyordu: U...
He began to see the truth, that Ged had neither lost nor won but, naming the shadow of his death with his own name, had made himself whole: a man: who, knowing his whole true self, cannot be used or p...
Cinders patter, falling with the snow. We creep infinitesimally northward through the dirty chaos of a world in the process of making itself. Praise then Creation unfinished!
Aeneas' mother is a star?No; a goddess.I said cautiously, Venus is the power that we invoke in spring, in the garden, when things begin growing. And we call the evening star Venus.He thought it over....
I think hard times are coming. We will need writers who can remember freedom. Poets, visionaries, the realists of a larger reality.
All that grieved me - that I was half one thing and half another and nothing wholly - was the sorrow of my childhood, but the strength and use of my life after I grew up.
The fish in the creek said nothing. Fish never do. Few people know what fish think about injustice, or anything else.
Our souls are old,often used before.The knife outlaststhe hand that holds it.
Why are my sons followed thus by darkness?'...'Because they were born in the house of flesh, therefore death follows at their heels.
The unread story is not a story; it is little black marks on wood pulp. The reader, reading it, makes it live: a live thing, a story.
On the blank leaf glued to the inner back cover I drew the double curve within the circle, and blacked the yin half of the symbol, then pushed it back to my companion. 'Do you know that sign?' He look...
But it doesn't take a thousand men to open a door, my lord.It might to keep it open.
Science Fiction properly conceived, like all serious fiction, however funny, is a way of trying to describe what is going on, what people actually do and feel, how people relate to everything else in...
Which is better off, a lizard basking in the sun or a philosopher?
The racism, misogyny, and counter-rationality of the reactionary right in American politics for the last several years is a frightening exhibition of the destructive force of anger deliberately nouris...
His eyes saved him. What they insisted on seeing and reporting to him took him out of the autism of terror.