To hear, one must be silent.
To go was not enough for him, only half enough; he must come back. In such a tendency was already foreshadowed, perhaps, the nature of the immense exploration he was to undertake into the extremes of...
To deny the past is to deny the future. A man does not make his destiny: he accepts it or denies it.
Thwil Town
This principle, getting it out of place, off-limits, the basic principle of swearing, I understand and approve.
This is the treason of the artist: a refusal to admit the banality of evil and the terrible boredom of pain.
This is morally problematic when personal decision is confused with personal opinion.
This has been going on for two or three millennia. That is an amazingly long time for anything to mean anything to anybody.
There’s another option. You can consider the reader, not as a helpless victim or a passive consumer, but as an active, intelligent, worthy collaborator. A colluder, a coillusionist.
The world is always new, said Coro Mena, however old its roots.
The wise needn't ask, the fool asks in vain.
The unknown, said Faxe's soft voice in the forest, the unforetold, the unproven, that is what life is basedon. Ignorance is the ground of thought. Unproof is the ground of action. If it were proven th...
The unknown, the unforetold, the unproven, that is what life is based on. Ignorance is the ground of thought. Unproof is the ground of action.
The unexpected is what makes life possible.
The truth is that as a man's real power grows and his knowledge widens, ever the way he can follow grows narrower: until at last he chooses nothing but does only and wholly what he must do.
The sleeper dreamed.
The revolution is in the individual spirit, or it is nowhere. It is for all or it is nothing. If it is seen as having any end, it will never truly begin. We can't stop here. We must go on. We must tak...
The question was where to start. Where to build up a solid foundation of knowledge on which you could balance ideas. It wasn’t exactly a modest ambition. But what I had learned from Natalie was that y...
The only emotion I felt was shame. For him, for myself. Again I had trusted, and again I had betrayed and been betrayed. Venne
The offer of a generous spirit is not one to refuse lightly.