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I have a better idea,' said she. 'Know that under a mortal name am I mistress of the Palace of Kama in Khaipur.' 'The Fornicatorium, madam?' She frowned. 'As such is it often known to the vulgar, and do not call me 'madam' in the same breath-- it smacks of ancient jest. It is a place of rest, pleasure, holiness and much of my revenue.
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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.
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Your woman is gone and your heart is heavy. Words will not lighten the weight, and what is written is written. But let it also be put down that I grieve with you. ~Hasan~
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Time, too, is a function of Shadow, and even Dworkin did not know all of its ins and outs. Or perhaps he did. Maybe that is what drove him mad.
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You are one of the few successful persons I know." "Me? Why?" "You know precisely what you are doing and you do it well." "But I don't really do much of anything." "And of course the quantity means nothing to you, nor the weight others place upon your actions. In my eyes, that makes you a success." "By not giving a damn? But I do, you know." "Of course you do, of course you do! But it is a matter of style, an awareness of choice--"
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success
fred-cassidy
style
will
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Vishnu Vishnu Vishnu regarded regarded regarded Brahma Brahma Brahma... They sat in the Hall of Mirrors.
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Years have passed, I suppose. I'm not really counting them anymore. But I think of this thing often: Perhaps there is a Golden Age someplace, a Renaissance for me sometime, a special time somewhere, somewhere but a ticket, a visa, a diary-page away. I don't know where or when. Who does? Where are all the rains of yesterday? In the invisible city? Inside me?
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poetry
life
melancholy
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Ill met by moonlight,' said Deirdre. 'You could still be tied to a stake,' said Random, and she did not reply.
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Roger Zelazny |
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You are a deviant from the social norm!" "Is that an insult or a diagnosis?"
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Roger Zelazny |
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One of the disadvantages of traveling alone is that when you fall there is none to assist you.
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traveling
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And call me Conrad!
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Roger Zelazny |
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He spent the last second of his life screaming, as the force of Bortan's leap pulped him against the ground, before his head was snatched from his shoulders. My hellhound had arrived.
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Beyond the River of the Blessed, there we sat down, yea, we wept, when we remembered Avalon. Our swords were shattered in our hands and we hung our shields on the oak tree. The silver towers were fallen, into a sea of blood. How many miles to Avalon? None, I say, and all. The silver towers are fallen. ...waters,where the stars shone like bonfires at night and the green of day was always the green of spring. Youth, love, beauty-I knew them i..
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avalon
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Between you and me, the words, like mortar, separating, holding together those pieces of the structure ourselves. To say them, to cast their shadows on the page, is the act of binding mutual passions, is cognizance, yourself/myself, of our sameness under skin; it rears possible cathedrals indicating infinity with steeply-high styli. For when tomorrow comes it is today, and if it is not the drop that is eternity glistening at ..
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Yes," he said. "But I wonder . . . I've a peculiar feeling that I may never see you again. It is as if I were one of those minor characters in a melodrama who gets shuffled offstage without ever learning how things turn out." "I can appreciate the feeling," I said. "My own role sometimes makes me want to strangle the author. But look at it this way: inside stories seldom live up to one's expectations. Usually they are grubby little things, ..
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sign-of-the-unircorn
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Borbom protiv sanjara koji sanja ruznocu, bili oni ljudi ili bogovi, ne mozemo a da ne ispunjavamo istovremeno i volju Bezimenog. U toj borbi bice i patnje, cime covek ujedno olaksava svoj karmicki teret, sto bi mu se, doduse, desilo i kada bi jednostavno trpeo rugobnost; ali ova patnja doprinosi visem cilju, a u svetlosti vecitih vrednosti o kojima mudraci tako cesto govore. Prvo, covek moze da bude na izvestan nacin superioran u odnosu na..
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While sex heads a great number of lists, we all have other things we like to do in between.
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Roger Zelazny |
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I have always found that hell is other people.
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Visnu, Visnu, Visnu Brahma'ya, Brahma'ya, Brahma'ya bakti, bakti, bakti... Aynalar salonunda oturuyorlardi.
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The columns of mounted men moved forward, passed out through the gates of the Palace of Karma, turned off the roadway and headed up the slope that lay to the southeast of the city of Mahartha, comrades blazing like the dawn at their back.
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Roger Zelazny |
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Death is the only limit to the road you travel.
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Roger Zelazny |
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I feel obligated to point out, though, that I have always been a sucker for ideas I find aesthetically pleasing. The cosmic sweep of the thing - an interstellar kula chain - affirming the differences and at the same time emphasizing the similarities of all the intelligent races in the galaxy - tying them together, building common traditions... The notion strikes me as kind of fine.
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inspirational
globalization
difference
ideas
democracy
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Time means a lot to me, paperwork wastes it, and I have always been a firm believer in my right to do anything I cannot be stopped from doing. Which sometimes entails not getting caught at it. This is not quite so bad as it sounds, as I am a decent, civilized, likable guy. So, shading my eyes against the blue and fiery afternoon, I began searching for ways to convince the authorities of this. Lying, I decided, was probably best.
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liberty
authority
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You leap too quickly to his defense. It reveals his true attitude, of which he has doubtless made you aware.
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Collins and Morales represent a segment of society which, if attacked with the weapons society sanctions, one finds buffered by innumerable layers of law, bureaucracy, lies, evasions. They rest secure within their palaces, confident that they possess defenses against all possible attacks within the rules of the game, yet willing to violate those rules themselves. ... We both know that although it is not listed in the rules, a player can end..
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inspirational
bureaucracy
revolution
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You are of that tribe with your feet in hell and your head in heaven.
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As a student of business administration, I know that there is a law of evolution for organizations as stringent and inevitable as anything in life. The longer one exists, the more it grinds out restrictions that slow its own functions. It reaches entropy in a state of total narcissism. Only the people sufficiently far out in the field get anything done, and every time they do they are breaking half a dozen rules in the process.
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Heredity or environment? I wondered wryly. We were all of us, to some degree, mad after his fashion. To be honest, it had to be a form of madness, to have so much and to strive so bitterly for just a little more, for a bit of an edge over the others. He carried this tendency to its extreme, that is all. He was a caricature of this mania in all of us. In this sense, did it really matter which of us was the traitor?
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Roger Zelazny |
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Let there be an end to thought. Thus do I refute Descartes.' I sprawled, not a cogito or a sum to my name.
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Roger Zelazny |
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I was not always that way, but perhaps the shadow Earth, where I spent so many years, mellowed me a bit, and maybe my hitch in the dungeons of Amber reminded me somewhat of the quality of human suffering. I do not know. I only know that I could not pass by the hurt I saw on the form of someone much like someone who had once been a friend.
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heroism
compassion
human-suffering
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In a room the size of a ballroom the Pattern was laid. The floor was black and looked smooth as glass. And on the floor was the Pattern. It shimmered like the cold fire that it was, quivered, made the whole room seem somehow unsubstantial. It was an elaborate tracery of bright power, composed mainly of curves, though there were a few straight lines near its middle. It reminded me of a fantastically intricate, life-scale version of one of ..
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Roger Zelazny |
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Nothing is cheaper than past glories.
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Roger Zelazny |
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there is Shadow and there is Substance, and this is the root of all things. Of Substance, there is only Amber, the real city, upon the real Earth, which contains everything. Of Shadow, there is an infinitude of things. Every possibility exists somewhere as a Shadow of the real.
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Insofar as I may be heard by anything, which may or may not care what I say, I ask, if it matters, that you be forgiven for anything you may have done or failed to do which requires forgiveness. Conversely, if not forgiveness but something else may be required to insure any possible benefit for which you may be eligible after the destruction of your body, I ask that this, whatever it may be, be granted or withheld, as the case may be, in su..
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Reality is approximately as dependable as a politician's promise... the result is the same: Reality, of the capital "R" variety, has become as relative a thing as the dryness of our respective Martinis. Yet the struggle goes on, the fight continues. Against what? Ultimately, Powers, Principalities, Thrones, and Dominations, often contained in hosts who are themselves victims, prisoners, manipulated men and women."
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Ali gotovo uvijek idemo najkracim putem, ravno, pa zaboravljamo da covjek moze napredovati cak i kad ide u krug.
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Roger Zelazny |
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Pijesak, kamenje, vjetar, jos narancastije nebo, gomila plosnatih oblaka prema kojima je padalo sunce... Potom duge sjene, umiranje vjetra, mir... Samo zvuk kopita na kamenju i zvuci naseg disanja... Priguseno svjetlo kad se sunce sudarilo s oblacima... Zidovi dana potresani grmljavinom... Neprirodno jasni obrisi udaljenih predmeta... Hladan, elektricno plavi osjecaj u zraku... Opet grmljavina... Sad - uzbiban, staklasti zastor kise koja mi..
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The Keeper of Clouds has unpenned his charges. The Keeper of Winds has unlocked his gates. The Keeper of Waters has opened the sky. The Keeper of Lightnings waves his lances. The Keeper of satellites has observed, 'One hundred percent of probability of precipitation.
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They are doodlehums." "Doodlehums?" "Antisocial individuals, intentional circumventors of statutes." "Oh, hoodlums. Yes I guessed that much on my own. What can you tell me about them?" "Morton Zeemeister," he said, indulges in many such activities. He is the heavy one with the pale fur. Normally, he remains away far from the scene of his hoodling, employing agents to execute it for him. The other, Jamie Buckler, is one such. He has hoodled..
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malaprop
neologism
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I took Jack his slippers this evening and lay at his feet before a roaring fire while he smoked his pipe, sipped sherry, and read the newspaper. He read aloud everything involving killings, arsons, mutilations, grave robberies, church desecrations, and unusual thefts. It is very pleasant just being domestic sometimes.
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Hell, we make our own ifs. I had better things to think about than what could have happend
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Roger Zelazny |
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Before you are fully aware of anything else, you are aware whether you are awakening in your own bed.
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Roger Zelazny |
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The four points of the compass be logic, knowledge, wisdom and the unknown....To bow before the one is to lose sight of the three.
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passion
reason
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Life is a thing--if you'll excuse a quick dab of philosophy before you know what kind of picture I'm painting--that reminds me quite a bit of the beaches around Tokyo Bay
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