But now his dry and silent grieving for his lost wife must end, for there she stood, the fierce, recalcitrant, and fragile stranger, forever to be won again.
And nightly under the simple starsAs I rode to sleep the owls were bearing the farm awayAll the moon long I heard, blessed among stables,
A writer who wants to write good stuff needs to read great stuff. If you don’t read widely, or read only writers in fashion at the moment, you’ll have a limited idea of what can be done with the Engli...
A wizard’s power of Changing and of Summoning can shake the balance of the world. It is dangerous, that power. It is most perilous. It must follow knowledge, and serve need. To light a candle is to ca...
A person who believes, as she did, that things fit: that there is a whole of which one is a part, and that in being a part one is whole: such a person has no desire whatever, at any time, to play God....
A man would know the end he goes to, but he cannot know it if he does not turn, and return to his beginning, and hold that beginning in his being.
A friend. What is a friend, in a world where any friend may be a lover at a new phase of the moon? Not I, locked in my virility: no friend to Therem Harth, or any other of his race. Neither man nor wo...
A bully doesn’t answer you; he may hear but pays no heed; he talks on as if you were of no account, and it gives him the advantage always at the start, though not always
A Modest Proposal: Vegempathy
Talk is an art and a pleasure, not a matter of mere use and need.
You have knowledge, and I have skill, and between us we have...We have the Ring of Erreth-Akbe.Yes, that. But I thought also of another thing between us. Call it trust... That is one of its names. It...
It was joy they were both after - the completeness of being. If you evade suffering you also evade the chance of joy. Pleasure you may get, or pleasures, but you will not be fulfilled. You will not kn...
Мокър и навъсен, Гед се сви сред капещите храсти, като се чудеше какъв смисъл има да притежаваш власт, ако си твърде мъдър, за да я използваш, и съжаляваше, че не беше отишъл чирак при онзи стар гадат...
Özgürlük ağır bir yüktür, ruhun yüklenmesi gereken büyük ve garip bir sorumluluk. Kolay değildir. Verilen bir armağan değil, yapılan bir seçimdir; bu seçim de zor bir seçim olabilir.
Where will you sleep? he inquired, sitting down heavily on the bed. No where, the Alien replied, its toneless voice dividing the word into two equally significant wholes.
What's wrong with pleasure, Takver? why don't you want it?Nothing's wrong with it. And I do want it. Only I don't need it. And if I take what I don't need, I'll never get to what I do need.
We make sense of the world intentionally. Faced with chaos, we seek or make the familiar, and build up the world with it. Babies do it, we all do it; we filter out most of what our senses report.
We have nothing but our freedom. We have nothing to give you but your own freedom. We have no law but the single principle of mutual aid between individuals. We have no government but the single princ...
We are all contingent. Resentment is foolish and ungenerous, and even anger is inadequate. I am a fleck of light on the surface of the sea, a glint of light from the evening star. I live in awe. If I...
We all have forests in our minds. Forests unexplored, unending. Each of us gets lost in the forest, every night, alone. Hidden