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I think of myself as a bad writer with big ideas, but I'd rather be that than a big writer with bad ideas.
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inspiration
fantasy-genre
self-deprication
popularity
ideas
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Michael Moorcock |
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Legends are best left as legends and attempts to make them real are rarely successful
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life
legends
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Michael Moorcock |
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Elric knew that everything that existed had its opposite. In danger he might find peace. And yet, of course, in peace there was danger. Being an imperfect creature in an imperfect world he would always know paradox. And that was why in paradox there was always a kind of truth. That was why philosophers and soothsayers flourished. In a perfect world there would be no place for them. In an imperfect world the mysteries were always without sol..
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philosophers
soothsayers
eternal-champion
elric-of-melnibone
imperfection
paradox
opposites
peace
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Michael Moorcock |
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And now, Elric had told three lies. The first concerned his cousin Yyrkoon. The second concerned the Black Sword. The third concerned Cymoril. And upon those three lies was Elric's destiny to be built, for it is only about things which concern us most profoundly that we lie clearly and with profound conviction.
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lies
destiny
cymoril
yyrkoon
eternal-champion
elric-of-melnibone
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Michael Moorcock |
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Is the prisoner a prisoner because he lives in a cage or because he knows that he lives in a cage?
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jagged
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Michael Moorcock |
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Farewell, friend. I was a thousand times more evil than thou!
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Michael Moorcock |
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There was no more dangerous kind of madman than one who devoted a good brain and a courageous heart to unhealthy ambitions.
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eternal-champion
madman
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We must be bound to one another then," Elric murmured despairingly. "Bound by hell-forged chains and fate-haunted circumstance. Well, then--let it be thus so--and men will have cause to tremble and flee when they hear the names of Elric of Melinbone and Stormbringer, his sword. We are two of a kind--produced by an age which has deserted us. Let us give this age cause to hate us!"
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eternal-champion
elric-of-melnibone
pulp
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Michael Moorcock |
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For this was the other thing that Elric knew: that to compromise with Tyranny is always to be destroyed by it. The sanest and most logical choice lay always in resistance.
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elric
tyranny
resistance
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Michael Moorcock |
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She had always been beautiful in his eyes, and admirable, too. He had worshipped her, in some ways, for her courage in adversity, for her resistance to the ways of his own world. But that had been bravery under siege and now, it seemed, she single-handedly gave siege to the same society which, a few months before, had threatened to engulf and destroy her identity. There was a determination in her bearing, a lightness, an air of confidence, ..
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Michael Moorcock |
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When gods die, self-respect buds', murmured Orland Fank. 'Gods and their examples are not needed by those who respect themselves and, consequently, respect others. Gods are for children, for little, fearful people, for those who would have no responsibility to themselves or their fellows.
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responsibility
gods
self-respect
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Michael Moorcock |
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Our scientific advances will be merely obscene unless they help the large part of our world's population emerge from miserable uncertainty and debilitating terror.
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Michael Moorcock |
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I walk the moonbeam roads a silver web connecting the many worlds of the Multiverse.
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Michael Moorcock |
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Trapped. Sinking. Can't be myself. Made into what other people expect. Is that everyone's fate? Were the great individualists the products of their friends who wanted a great individualist as a friend?
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irony
self-doubt
karl-glogauer
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Michael Moorcock |
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By means of our myths and legends we maintain a sense of what we are worth and who we are. Without them we should undoubtedly go mad.
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Michael Moorcock |
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Time is a dream - or a nightmare - from which there is never any waking. We who travel in Time are dreamers who occasionally share a common experience.
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jagged
jherek
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Michael Moorcock |
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I know not which I prefer the look of--those who attack us or that which defends us!
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Michael Moorcock |
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Man may trust man, Prince Elric, but perhaps we'll never have a truly sane world until men learn to trust mankind. That would mean the death of magic, I think.
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mankind
sanity
man
magic
trust
eternal-champion
smiorgan-baldhead
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Michael Moorcock |
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The sentiment may perceive and love the universe, but the universe cannot perceive and love the sentiment. The universe sees no distinction between the multitude of creatures and elements which comprise it. All are equal. None is favoured. The universe, equipped with nothing but the materials and the power of creation, continues to create: something of this, something of that. It cannot control what it creates and it cannot, it seems, be co..
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universe
stars
love
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Michael Moorcock |
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Why should their pain produce such marvelous beauty? he wonders. Or is all beauty created through pain? Is that the secret of great art, both human and Melnibonen?
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fantasy
elric-of-melnibone
fantasy-fiction
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Michael Moorcock |
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She yawned. If the Lords of Entropy were to manifest themselves on Earth again as they had in the legendary past she felt she might welcome them as a relief, at least, to her boredom. Not, of course, that she believed in those terrible prehistoric fables, though sometimes she could not help wishing that they had really existed and that she had lived in them, for they must surely have been more colourful and stimulating than this present age..
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Michael Moorcock |
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The subtlest lie of all is the full truth.
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truth
untruth
paradox
subtlety
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Michael Moorcock |
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A moment later, the world's first all-purpose human being strode eastward, whistling. 'A tasty world,' it reflected cheerfully. 'A very tasty world.' 'You said it, Cornelius!
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Michael Moorcock |
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I suppose it was a mistake to sketch in a background for the movie, in which I described a likely mix of people in a late-Roman settlement, amongst them people from Africa and the Near East. 'You mean they had black people back then!' was actually what my boss exclaimed when he read that. 'Could Lancelot's sidekick be black?
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Michael Moorcock |
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Man was not born to a world of justice. But he can such a world!
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Michael Moorcock |
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We would all be better off dead, useless eaters of the lotus that we are.
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jherek
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Michael Moorcock |
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The past is a script we are constantly rewriting.
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Michael Moorcock |
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Leda: 'I would rather become an international adventuress and bring down kings and emperors.' Maxim: 'But this is the age of republics and democracies. It's much harder to seduce a committee.
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Michael Moorcock |
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We were all serious readers, sitting on wooden chairs at rows of lecterns, turning the pages, united in mutual love of isolation.
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library
reading
readers
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Michael Moorcock |
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If we remain adaptable, we remain strong. If we force others to accept our traditions and values, we ultimately grow weak...
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Michael Moorcock |
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Religion was the creation of fear. Knowledge destroys fear. Without fear, religion can't survive.
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Michael Moorcock |
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We live in a world where many kinds of regression dignify themselves with the mantle of progress.
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Michael Moorcock |
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And you, Prince Elric?" She attracted the albino's wandering attention. "Do you know his story?" Elric shook his head. "I only know," he said, "that he is a shape-changer and, that most cursed of souls, a person of rare goodness and sanity. Imagine such torment as is his!"
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esbern-snare
elric
werewolf
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Michael Moorcock |
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The mask of kindly patronage had dropped away to show the hatred and the fear beneath.
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Michael Moorcock |
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There was certainly much to be said for being at the mercy of the primeval elements, to be swept along by circumstances one could not in any way control, but it was good to return, to feel one's identity expand again, unchecked.
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Michael Moorcock |
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Ah, the world was ever so. How sad are heroes when their tasks are done...
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fate
heroes
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Michael Moorcock |
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Man can live by bread alone when all his energies are devoted to attaining that bread, but once his mind is clear, once he has ceased to labour through all his waking hours to find food, then he begins to think.
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Michael Moorcock |
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Then the earth grew old, its landscapes mellowing and showing signs of age, its ways becoming whimsical and strange in the manner of a man in his last years...
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Michael Moorcock |
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Death is the promise we're all born with, sir. A good death is better than a poor one.
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philosophy
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michael moorcock |
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a society dedicated solely to the preservation of her past, soon has only her past to sell.
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Michael Moorcock |
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Unsettled by the sudden appearance of Captain Quire within her court, Gloriana resolved to forego all frivolous entertainments and shun the more unnecessary pleasures. Yet, the queen reasoned, this surely did not apply to healthful exercise, such as riding in the royal park. Nor could she refuse to spend the remainder of the afternoon in quiet seclusion, lying face down upon a cushioned bench in her private dressing room while gentle Lady M..
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Michael Moorcock |
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Therefore it seemed a dreadful injustice that these wise races should perish at the hands of creatures who were still little more than animals. It was as if vultures feasted on and squabbled over the paralyzed body of the youthful poet who could only stare at them with puzzled eyes as they slowly robbed him of an exquisite existence they would never appreciate, never know they were taking.
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injustice
fantasy
exquiste
human-nature
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Michael Moorcock |
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There is less danger, gentlemen, in living according to a set of high moral principles than most politicians believe.
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Michael Moorcock |
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The albino found himself brooding upon the nature of all unholy bargains, of his own dependency upon the hellsword Stormbringer, of his willingness to summon supernatural aid without thought of any spiritual consequences to himself and, perhaps most significant, of his to find a way to cure himself of the occult's seductive attraction; for there was a part of his strange brain that was curious to follow its own fate; to learn whatever dis..
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occult
elric
sorcery
faust
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