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If you ever loved anything in your life, try to remember it. If you ever betrayed anything, pretend for a moment that you have been forgiven. If you ever feared anything, pretend for an instant that those days are gone and will never return. Buy the lie and hold to it for as long as you can. Press your familiar, whatever its name, to your breast and stroke it till it purrs.
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pain
life
love
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Roger Zelazny |
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b798f19
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I'm very gullible when it comes to my own words. I believe everything I say, though I know I am a liar.
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words
lies
reality
truth
inspirational
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Roger Zelazny |
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96653b7
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But I recall the springtime of the world as though it were yesterday--those days when we rode together to battle, and those nights when we shook the stars loose from the fresh-painted skies!
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Roger Zelazny |
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Which one the right way?" "Huh? You're asking me ? How should I know?" "Mortals call you Buddha." "That is only because they are afflicted with language and ignorance."
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buddha
ignorance
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Roger Zelazny |
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He smelled the smells of commerce and listened to the cursing of the sailors, both of which he admired: the former, as it reeked of wealth, and the latter because it combined his two other chief preoccupations, these being theology and anatomy.
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irony
swear-words
cursing
swearing
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Roger Zelazny |
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As I sailed into Shadow, a white bird of my desire came and sat upon my right shoulder, and I wrote a note and tied it to its leg and set it on its way. The note said "I am coming," and it was signed by me. A black bird of my desire came and sat upon my left shoulder, and I wrote a note and tied it to its leg and sent it off into the west. It said, "Eric- I'll be back," and it was signed: Corwin, Lord of Amber. A demon wind propelled me eas..
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Roger Zelazny |
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There are none of you, good doctors, could cope with my family anyway.
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Roger Zelazny |
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320f7c8
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And the man clad in black and silver with a silver rose upon him? He would like to think that he has learned something of trust, that he has washed his eyes in some clear spring, that he has polished an ideal or two. Never Mind. He may still be only a smart-mouthed meddler, skilled mainly in the minor art of survival, blind as ever the dungeons knew him to the finer shades of irony. Never mind, let it go, let it be. I may never be pleased w..
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Roger Zelazny |
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dfed5e5
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Life is full of doors that don't open when you knock, equally spaced amid those that open when don't want them to.
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opportunity
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Roger Zelazny |
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56959ff
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The four points of the compass be logic, knowledge, wisdom and the unknown. Some do bow in that final direction. Others advance upon it. To bow before the one is to lose sight of the three. I may submit to the unknown, but never to the unknowable. The man who bows in that final direction is either a saint or a fool. I have no use for either.
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Roger Zelazny |
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It was almost a mystical experience. I do not know how else to put it. My mind outran time as he neared, and it was as though I had an eternity to ponder the approach of this man who was my brother. His garments were filthy, his face blackened, the stump of his right arm raised, gesturing anywhere. The great beast that he rode was striped, black and red, with a wild red mane and tail. But it really was a horse, and its eyes rolled and there..
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time
satori
mysticism
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Roger Zelazny |
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8d8f550
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The death of an illusion tends to disconcert.
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Roger Zelazny |
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fb8c3ee
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In the State of Denmark there was the odor of decay...
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irony
shakespeare
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Roger Zelazny |
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de2c100
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Tonight I will suck the marrow from your bones!" it said. "I will dry them and work them most cunningly into instruments of music! Whenever I play upon them, your spirit will writhe in bodiless agony!" "You burn prettily," I said."
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Roger Zelazny |
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b554ed8
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Besides, I like libraries. It makes me feel comfortable and secure to have walls of words, beautiful and wise, all around me. I always feel better when I can see that there is something to hold back the shadows.
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safe-place
words-love-of-words
words-as-weapons
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Roger Zelazny |
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dce6792
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P.S. I still dunno if it's art. Go to Hell yourself.
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Roger Zelazny |
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193e810
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If it will give you any satisfaction in the end, I still care for you. Either there is no such thing as love, or the word does not mean what I have thought it to mean on many different occasions. It is a feeling without a name, really--better to leave it at that. So take it and go away and have your fun with it. You know that we would both be at one another's throats again one day, as soon as we run out of common enemies. We had many fine r..
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hate
worship
love
reconciliation
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Roger Zelazny |
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ab20032
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I would never rest until I held vengeance and the throne within my hand, and good night sweet prince to anybody who stood between me and these things.
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Roger Zelazny |
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b1a9429
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When inspiration is silent reason tires quickly.
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reason
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Roger Zelazny |
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bbaa2af
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Once a Buddha, always a Buddha, Sam. Dust off some of your old parables. You have about fifteen minutes.' Sam held out his hand. "Give me some tobacco and a paper."
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funny
religion
sf
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Roger Zelazny |
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72e915d
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I wonder as to the value of consciousness," said Jack, "if it does not change the nature of a beast."
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Roger Zelazny |
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ad380b7
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You were correct, for all men have within them both that which is dark and that which is light. A man is a thing of many divisions, not a pure, clear flame such as you once were. His intellect often wars with his emotions, his will with his desires . . . his ideals are at odds with his environment, and if he follows them, he knows keenly the loss of that which was old, but if he does not follow them, he feels the pain of having forsaken ..
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Roger Zelazny |
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While I had often said that I wanted to die in bed, what I really meant was that in my old age I wanted to be stepped on by an elephant while making love.
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Roger Zelazny |
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66c00b5
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Then every man would be as a god, you see. The result of this, of course, would be that there would no longer be any gods, only men. We would give them knowledge of the sciences and the arts, which we possess, and in so doing we would destroy their simple faith and remove all basis for their hoping that things will be better--for the best way to destroy faith or hope is to let it be realized.
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faith
religion
hope
magick
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Roger Zelazny |
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53d0596
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I tako, kad se vec cinilo da imam cijelu kucu na raspolaganju, odlucih se vratiti u knjiznicu i vidjeti sto mogu otkriti. Osim toga, volim knjiznice. Osjecam se ugodno i sigurno okruzen sa svih strana zidovima od rijeci, predivnih i mudrih. Uvijek se osjecam bolje kad mogu vidjeti da postoji nesto sto rastjeruje tamu.
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Roger Zelazny |
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f24893a
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First, a man may in some ways be superior to his fellows and still serve them, if together they serve a common cause which is greater than any one man. I believe that I serve such a cause, or I would not be doing it.
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yama
superiority
causes
service
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Roger Zelazny |
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e5d1b9a
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Personal feelings don't make for good politics, legal decisions, or business deals.
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Roger Zelazny |
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990b533
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Wishes, wishes. Wish in one hand and do something else in the other, and squeeze them both and see which comes true
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Roger Zelazny |
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I was willing to die fighting, but it was senseless for all these men to go down with me. Perhaps my blood was tainted, despite my power over the Pattern. A true prince of Amber should have had no such qualms. I decided then that my centuries on the Shadow Earth had changed me, softened me perhaps, had done something to me which made me unlike my brothers.
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Roger Zelazny |
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Ali covek zaboravlja stvarnost i pamti samo reci. Sto je reci vise upamtio, to ga pametnijim smatrajunjegovi drugovi. On gleda velike transformacije sveta, ali ih ne vidi onako kako su bile sagledane od prvog coveka koji se suocio sa stvarnoscu. Radije trazite to Bezimeno u sebi, to sto nadolazi dok mu se obracam. Ono ne opaza moje reci, vec realnost u meni, ciji je deo. To je atman, koji cuje mene, a ne moje reci. Sve ostalo je nestvarno. ..
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Roger Zelazny |
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I decided that mankind could live better without gods. If I disposed of them all, people could start having can openers and cans to open again, and things like that, without fearing the wrath of Heaven. We've stepped on these poor fools enough. I wanted to give them a chance to be free, to build what they wanted.
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Roger Zelazny |
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fb58bf9
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The enemy of the moment is not as important as our own inner weakness. If this is not mended we are already defeated, though no foreign conqueror stands within our walls.
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Roger Zelazny |
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How can you treat death so lightly?" she asks. "Because it happens," he replies. "It is inevitable. I do not mourn the falling of a leaf or the breaking of a wave. I do not sorrow for a shooting star as it burns itself up in the atmosphere. Why should I?"
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Roger Zelazny |
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Dobre. Oshche edin den i nie prod'lzhavame da sme zhivi. Mozhe dori m'nichko biakhme pom'dreli. Dostat'chno, za da os'znaem, che vse oshche s'shchestvuvat mnogo neshcha, koito triabva da nauchim. Da ne gubim nadezhda. Tova e to.
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Roger Zelazny |
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I don't know that I ever wanted greatness, on its own. It seems rather like wanting to be an engineer, rather than wanting to design something - or wanting to be a writer, rather than wanting to write. It should be a by-product, not a thing in itself. Otherwise, it's just an ego trip.
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Roger Zelazny |
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If the liberal arts do nothing else, they provide engaging metaphors for the thinking they displace.
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Roger Zelazny |
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Who are you, man?" "I? I am nothing," replied the other. "A leaf caught in a whirlpool. A feather in the wind..." "Too bad," said Yama, "for there are leaves and feathers enough in the world for me to have labored so long only to increase their number. I wanted me a man, one who might continue a war interrupted by his absence-a man of power who could oppose with that power the will of gods. I thought you were he." "I am"-he sqinted again..
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Roger Zelazny |
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People never pay attention to weather reports; this, I believe, is a constant factor in man's psychological makeup, stemming probably from an ancient distrust of the shaman. You want them to be wrong. If they're right, then they're somehow superior, and this is even more uncomfortable than getting wet. "This Moment of the Storm"
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weather-forecast
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Roger Zelazny |
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0e41ad9
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She finished her drink and put it down. "It's getting chilly out here." "Yes." "Let us repair within." "I'd like to repair." I put down my cigar and we stood and she kissed me. So I put my arm around her trim and sparkling, blue-kept waist and we moved away from the bar, toward the archway, through the archway and beyond, into the house we were leaving. Let's make it a triple-asterisk break: ***"
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Roger Zelazny |
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Death and Light are everywhere, always, and they begin, end, strive, attend, into and upon the Dream of the Nameless that is the world, burning words within Samsara, perhaps to create a thing of beauty.
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Roger Zelazny |
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63ed091
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It was my turn to be silent while a small family of moments crossed my path, single file, from the left, sticking their tongues out at me.
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Roger Zelazny |
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Are you going to do it?" he asked. "Maybe," I said. Don't 'maybe' me, baby. It's written all over you. I'd almost be willing to go along, you know. Of all my relations, I like sex the best and Eric the least." I lit a cigarette, while I considered."
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Roger Zelazny |
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Blood!" I called out. Give me blood and vengeance this day, my warriors, and you will be remembered in Amber forever!" And as a man. they raised their weapons and cried out, "Blood!"
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Roger Zelazny |
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648576a
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The most difficult thing about Time, I have learned, is doing it.
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Roger Zelazny |