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As for the rest of him, his function is rather like that of an anti-computer: you feed him all kinds of carefully garnered facts, figures, and statistics and he translates them into garbage.
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Roger Zelazny |
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Niakoi neshcha nikoga ne se promeniat. Te otdavna sa prestanali da s'shchestvuvat kato predmeti i se izvisiavat kato s'bitiia, koito nikoga niama da b'dat izravneni s's zemiata v onazi posledovatelnost na neshchata, narechena Vreme.
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Roger Zelazny |
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No mida kuradit! Lahing ei kuulu alati tugevatele ja voitma kipuvad meeldivad tuubid, sest just nemad kirjutavad parast malestusi.
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Roger Zelazny |
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What difference does it make whether you slay him or Horus slays him? He will be just as dead either way." Wakim pauses, apparently considering the matter, as if for the first time. "This thing is mission, not his." he says at length. "He will be just as dead, either way," Vramin repeats. "But not by my hand." "True. But I fail to see the distinction." "So do I, for that matter. But it is who have been charged with the task." "Perhaps H..
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assassin
master
autonomy
authority
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Roger Zelazny |
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it is because I am a man who occasionally aspires to things beyond the belly and the phallus.
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worth-of-a-man
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Roger Zelazny |
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I watched until the sizzlecloud drew its legs up into itself, hung like a burning cocoon, then died like an ember retreating into ash. Suddenly, it was very dark and there was only the rain. Sunday
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Roger Zelazny |
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Two versions of the same face looking into blank screens, two very different minds thinking of things unsaid. Sometimes love is in silence.
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Roger Zelazny |
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All progress demands payment. These are the growing pains of which you speak, not the final results." "Fool! There is no such thing as progress! Not as you see it! What good are all the machines and ideas you unloose in their cultures, if you do not change the men themselves?" --
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Roger Zelazny |
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And sweets to the sweet," I replied, then spoke the word that completed the spell, dropping a load of manure upon him."
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Roger Zelazny |
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Il volto quasi familiare diventa un fenomeno comune in una societa affollata ed in un continuo movimento. Penso talvolta che sia proprio cio che in ultima analisi rimane di noi: schemi di lineamenti, alcuni un po' piu persistenti degli altri, impressi sullo scorrere dei volti. (Il Boia torna a casa)
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Roger Zelazny |
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I wish that some time, long ago, something had not been said that was said, or something done that was not done. Something, had we known, which might have let him grow differently, something which would have seen him become another man than the bitter, bent thing I saw up there. It is best now if he is dead. But it is a waste of something that might have been.
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Roger Zelazny |
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I walked among Shadows, and found a race of furry creatures, dark and clawed and fanged, reasonably man-like, and about as intelligent as a freshman in the high school of your choice--sorry, kids, but what I mean is they were loyal, devoted, honest, and too easily screwed by bastards like me and my brother. I felt like the dee-jay of your choice.
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Roger Zelazny |
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Their voices lack the thrust and dip of men chewing over their words and tasting them. They
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Roger Zelazny |
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Ne znaiu, khotel li ia voobshche kogdanibud' slavy kak takovoi. Eto vsio ravno chto khotet' byt' inzhenerom bol'she, chem khotet' chto-to skonstruirovat', idi khotet' byt' pisatelem bol'she, chem khotet' pisat'. Slava - poobochnyi effekt, a ne veshch' v sebe. V prottivnom sluchae eto prosto samovozvelichivanie.
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Roger Zelazny |
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Ot vazhnykh del libo ochen' skoro v tosku vpdaesh', libo natalkivaesh'sia na uimu trudnostei - vsio zavisit ot togo, kakuiu doliu otvetstvennosti na sebia vzvalish'.
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Roger Zelazny |
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Vremia - ego vsegda ili slishkom mnogo, ili slishkom malo.
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Roger Zelazny |
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Kogda vdokhnovenie molchit, razum bystro vydykhaetsia.
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Roger Zelazny |
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Tanan," utlesin [Merlin]. "Nuud olen ma koigeks valmis." "Sa void nii enesekindluse huvides vaita," utles Vialle, "aga ara seda kunagi usu."
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Roger Zelazny |
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No airplane could make it. Not since the war. None could venture above a couple hundred feet, the place where the winds began. The winds: the mighty winds that circled the globe, tearing off the tops of mountains and sequoia trees, wrecked buildings, gathered up birds, bats, insects, and anything else that moved, up into the dead belt; the winds that swirled about the world, lacing the skies with dark lines of debris, occasionally meeting, ..
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Roger Zelazny |
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and 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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humor
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Soul," said Jack, turning toward it again, "you've been listening. Do you have any suggestions?" "I have only one desire." "What is that?" "To be united with you. To go through life with you, comforting and cautioning, and--" "Wait a moment," said Jack, raising his hand. "What does it require for you to be united with me?" "Your consent." Jack smiled. He lit a cigarette, his hands trembling slightly. "What if I were to withhold my consent?"..
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Roger Zelazny |
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That was the first time in my life that I knew the meaning of despair. I read, I worked, I drank, I whored, but came the morning after and I was always me, by myself.
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Roger Zelazny |
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Kroon ei muuda selle kandjat automaatselt pistodakindlaks." [Merlin] "Aga parija tuleb voimule suure hulga paha pagasiga." [Suhuy]"
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Roger Zelazny |
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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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Unlike the other darkside Lords, whose places of power were fixed geographical localities where they reigned supreme, Jack's was more a tenuous one, and liable to speedy cancellation, but it existed wherever light and objects met to make a lesser darkness. With
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Roger Zelazny |
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A prisoner of he who has already slain you once, he thought. No doubt near to his place of power, in a cage built just for me. Bad. Bad. There
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Roger Zelazny |
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Raping a planet involves considerable expense. Enormous blasters and slicers and sluicers and refiners are required to reduce a world back almost to a state of primal chaos, and then to extract from it its essential (i.e., commercially viable) ingredients. The history books may tell you of strip-mining on the mother planet, back in ancient times. Well, the crude processes employed then were similar in emphasis and results, but the operation..
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Roger Zelazny |
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Far below, the ocean was a bluegray rug being pulled out from beneath us.
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Roger Zelazny |
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I've always been impulsive. My thinking is usually pretty good, but I always seem to do it after I do my talking--by which time I've generally destroyed all basis for further conversation.
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Roger Zelazny |
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things sort of equal to equal things sort of being equal to each other, it didn't much seem to matter.
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Roger Zelazny |
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I'm all right now," I said, "but leave me alone. I'm going down to the river to bathe." I took seven steps, and then someone must have pulled out the plug, because I gurgled, everything swirled, and the world ran away down the drain."
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Roger Zelazny |
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I've always been impulsive. My thinking is usually pretty good, but I always seem to do it after I do my talking--by
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Roger Zelazny |
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It's mainly the little things- all added up- that give us the final picture, that make the difference.
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Roger Zelazny |
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I hunted rats and ate out of dustbins and saw my kittens killed and was hung by my tail and abused by wicked urchins," Graymalk said suddenly, "before the mistress found me. She was an orphan who'd lived on the streets. Her life had been even worse."
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Roger Zelazny |
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Does anybody really care about a hungry cat, except for a few friends?
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Roger Zelazny |
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So feathers or lead?" I asked him. "Pardon?" "It is the riddle of the kallikanzaros. Pick one." "Feathers?" "You're wrong." "If I had said lead' . . .?" "Uh-uh. You only have one chance. The correct answer is whatever the kallikanzaros wants it to be. You lose." "That sounds a bit arbitrary." "Kallikanzaroi are that way. It's Greek, rather than Oriental subtlety. Less inscrutable, too. Because your life often depends on the answer, and the ..
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Roger Zelazny |
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In a world of physical ease, brutal social equality, and reasonable economic equality, exclusiveness in frivolity becomes the most sought-after of all distinctions.
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equality
frivolity
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Roger Zelazny |
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Man is the sum total of everything he has done, wishes to do or not to do, and wishes he had done, or hadn't.
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Roger Zelazny |
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Mina olin tellinud lihtsalt hobuse. Et ma saaksin kaaslastega sammu pidada, selleks oleks kolvanud iga vana heinahavitaja.
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Roger Zelazny |
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He continued to move forward, skirting a pocket of radiation that had not died in the four years since last he had come this way. They came upon a place where the sands were fused into a glassy sea, and he slowed as he began its passage, peering ahead after the craters and chasms it contained. Three more rockfalls assailed him before the heavens split themselves open and revealed a bright-blue light, edged with violet. The dark curtains rol..
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machine-gun
post-apocalypse
car
storm
monster
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Roger Zelazny |
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To speak is to name names, but to speak is not important. A thing happens once that has never happened before. Seeing it, a man looks upon reality. He cannot tell others what he has seen. Others wish to know, however, so they question him saying, 'What is it like, this thing you have seen?' So he tries to tell them.
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Roger Zelazny |
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If they come upon one who still has not seen it and they speak to him of fire, he does not know what they mean. So they, in turn, fall back upon telling him what fire is like. As they do so, they know from their own experience that what they are telling him is not the truth, but only a part of it. They know that this man will never know reality from their words, though all the words in the world are theirs to use.
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Roger Zelazny |
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And the secret is," I lowered my voice, as at a poetry reading, "he was right! It is vanity, it is pride! It is the hubris of rationalism to always attack the prophet, the mystic, the god. It is our blasphemy which has made us great, and will sustain us, and which the gods secretly admire in us."
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Roger Zelazny |
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I loved him like a brother - which is to say, not at all.
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Roger Zelazny |