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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 49f8a93 | Sprach Siddhartha: "Was sollte ich dir, Ehrwurdiger, wohl zu sagen haben? Vielleicht das, dass du allzu viel suchst? Dass du vor Suchen nicht zum Finden kommst?" | Hermann Hesse | ||
| d576c91 | All children, as long as they still live in the mystery, are continuously occupied in their souls with the only thing that is important, which is themselves and their enigmatic relationship to the world around them. Seekers and wise people return to these preoccupations as they mature. Most people, however, forget and leave forever this inner world of the truly significant very early in their lives. Like lost souls they wander about for the.. | Hermann Hesse | ||
| 0cbf122 | I had often observed the sparkle in the eye of those who told me of it and I had always treated it with a half-superior, half-envious smile. | Hermann Hesse | ||
| 64fbf43 | Clare is silent. Her pragmatism and her romantic feelings about Jesus and Mary are, at thirteen, almost equally balanced. A year ago she would have said God without hesitation. In ten years she will vote for determinism, and ten years after that Clare will believe that the universe is arbitrary, that if God exists he does not hear our prayers, that cause and effect are inescapable and brutal, but meaningless. And after that? I don't know. B.. | Audrey Niffenegger | ||
| 39e051c | The story is the way the story is told. | Ursula K. Le Guin | ||
| 059bd1d | But we're all walking in the night, now, on ground we don't know. When the day comes we may know where we are, or we may not. | Ursula K. Le Guin | ||
| 8ad76f3 | An owl is mostly air. | out-here owls steens-mountain | Ursula K. Le Guin | |
| 095abe7 | A medida que un hombre adquiere mas poder y sabiduria, se le estrecha el camino, hasta que al fin no elige, y hace pura y simplemente lo que tiene que hacer... | fantasy | Ursula K. Le Guin | |
| fa32829 | 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." | Ursula K. Le Guin | ||
| bc2c835 | The weather bureau will tell you what next Tuesday will be like, and the Rand Corporation will tell you what the twenty-first century will be like. I don't recommend that you turn to the writers of fiction for such information. It's none of their business. | Ursula K. Le Guin | ||
| 4851330 | But Vetch, who had not done so lightly, said, "Her name is safe with you as mine is. And, besides, you knew it without my telling you . . ." | Ursula K. Le Guin | ||
| 0700468 | I will tell my tale as if I told a story, for I was taught as a child on my homeworld that truth is a matter of the imagination. | Ursula K. Le Guin | ||
| 9c129d9 | I'd like a poster showing two old people with stooped backs and arthritic hands and time-worn faces sitting talking, deep, deep in conversation. And the slogan would be "Old Age Is Not for the Young." | Ursula K. Le Guin | ||
| 6db5406 | Heathen" is merely a word for somebody who knows a different sacredness than you know" | Ursula K. Le Guin | ||
| 07ffb55 | There is no more subversive act than the act of writing from a woman's experience of life using a woman's judgment. "Prospects for Women in Writing" 1986" | writing | Ursula K. Le Guin | |
| b223646 | A key is a little thing next to the door that it opens. If you lose the key, the door may never be unlocked. | Ursula K. Le Guin | ||
| 554efeb | Only what is mortal bears life, Arren. Only in death is there rebirth. The Balance is not a stillness. it is a movement--an eternal becoming. | Ursula K. Le Guin | ||
| 1640b15 | The child stared at her or at nothing, trying to breathe, and trying again to breathe, and trying again to breathe. | pain suffering | Ursula K. Le Guin | |
| de55b8b | But the death of a great mage, who has many times in his life walked on the dry steep hillsides of death's kingdom, is a strange matter: for the dying man goes not blindly, but surely, knowing the way. | Ursula K. Le Guin | ||
| e641e24 | The author is not impartial. Dystopia is not tragedy. | Ursula K. Le Guin | ||
| b499a19 | Como odia uno a un pais, o lo ama? Tibe habla de eso; yo no soy capaz. Conozco gente, conozco ciudades, granjas, montanas y rios y piedras, conozco como se pone el sol en otono del lado de un cierto campo arado en las colinas; pero ?Que sentido tiene encerrar todo en una frontera, darle un nombre y dejar de amarlo donde el nombre cambia? ?Que es el amor al propio pais? ?el odio a lo que no es el propio pais? Nada bueno. ?Solo amor propio? B.. | Ursula K. Le Guin | ||
| 10d0e2f | There's a point, around age twenty," Bedap said, "when you have to choose whether to be like everybody else the rest of your life, or to make a virtue of your peculiarities." | Ursula K. Le Guin | ||
| 8f8005c | Later I would read Ursula K. Le Guin's comment: "I am a slow unlearner. But I love my unteachers." | Sue Monk Kidd | ||
| 25dc9a8 | the good cat with bad paws. The paws get him into trouble and cause loud shouting and scoldings and seizures and removals, which the good cat endures with patient good humor--" What are they carrying on about? I didn't knock that over. A paw did." There used to be a lot of small delicate things on shelves around the house. There aren't now." | Ursula K. Le Guin | ||
| 5e7f227 | Se puteau da jos foi dupa foi de pe o ceapa si totusi sa nu apara nimic altceva decat tot ceapa. | Ursula K. Le Guin | ||
| 248473f | The imagination is an essential tool of the mind, a fundamental way of thinking, an indispensable means of becoming and remaining human. We | Ursula K. Le Guin | ||
| fb8daad | Time says "Let there be" every moment and instantly there is space and the radiance of each bright galaxy. And eyes beholding radiance. And the gnats' flickering dance. | death life love time | Ursula K. Le Guin | |
| 5eb4cf5 | Honorifics and meaningless ritual phrases of greeting, leave-taking, permission-asking, and false gratitude, please, thank you, you're welcome, goodbye, fossil relics of primitive hypocrisy--all were stumbling blocks to truthfulness between producer-consumers. | Ursula K. Le Guin | ||
| 5312ddf | Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting ... Instead of seeing birth as an awakening from blank nonbeing and fetal incompletion into the child's fullness of being, and seeing maturity as a narrowing, impoverishing journey toward blank death, [Wordsworth's] ode proposes that a soul enters life forgetting its eternal being, can remember it throughout life only in intimations and moments of revelation, and will recall and rejoin it fully only.. | Ursula K. Le Guin | ||
| c91ea36 | It is a terrible thing, this kindness that human beings do not lose. Terrible, because when we are finally naked in the dark and cold, it is all we have. We who are so rich, so full of strength, we end up with that small change. | Ursula K. Le Guin | ||
| 54960f0 | Ozgurluk agir bir yuktur, ruhun yuklenmesi gereken buyuk ve garip bir sorumluluk. Kolay degildir. Verilen bir armagan degil, yapilan bir secimdir; bu secim de zor bir secim olabilir. | Ursula K. Le Guin | ||
| 7bb6881 | She always brought something when she came on Fridays, and this time it had been a book. A Wizard of Earthsea, written by someone called Ursula K. Le Guin, and already after the first few pages I knew that this was an absolutely fantastic book. | Karl Ove Knausgård | ||
| 8eacf13 | While I'm reading a story I want to be able to suspend disbelief; the more questions of authorial reliability force themselves on me, the weaker the hold of the narrative. This is a naive approach to fiction, granted, but a tough one, since intellect, cleverness, charm, wit, tact, even fact cannot conceal incredibility. | Ursula K. Le Guin | ||
| 8ed014e | All her life she had looked into dark; but this was a vaster darkness, this night on the ocean. There was no end to it. There was no roof. It went out beyond the stars. | Ursula K. Le Guin | ||
| f3020d8 | An early visitor described a Veksi village as "five big houses full of women swearing at each other and fourteen little houses full of men sulking." | Ursula K. Le Guin | ||
| 7c2b522 | In reading a novel, any novel, we have to know perfectly well that the whole thing is nonsense, and then, while reading, believe every word of it. | Ursula K. Le Guin | ||
| ca41f7e | falcon-winged, falcon-mad, like an unfalling arrow, like an unforgotten thought. | Ursula K. Le Guin | ||
| efb0ba0 | They were my age, but we'd reached our age by different roads. What | Ursula K. Le Guin | ||
| bb6115d | The unknown," said Faxe's soft voice in the forest, "the unforetold, the unproven, that is what life is based on. Ignorance is the ground of thought. Unproof is the ground of action. If it were proven that there is no God there would be no religion. No Handdara, no Yomesh, no hearthgods, nothing. But also if it were proven that there is a God, there would be no religion. . . . Tell me, Genry, what is known? What is sure, predictable, inevit.. | Ursula K. Le Guin | ||
| 7c6b36a | He could not force himself to understand how banks functioned and so forth, because all the operations of capitalism were as meaningless to him as the rites of a primitive religion, as barbaric, as elaborate, and as unnecessary. In a human sacrifice to deity there might be at least a mistaken and terrible beauty; in the rites of the moneychangers, where greed, laziness, and envy were assumed to move all men's acts, even the terrible became .. | Ursula K. Le Guin | ||
| cf75554 | Wold felt sorry for him, as he often did for young men, who have not seen how passion and plan over and over are wasted, how their lives and acts are wasted between desire and fear. | Ursula K. Le Guin | ||
| 9342f0b | No sirve de nada tener una respuesta cuando la pregunta esta equivocada. | Ursula K. Le Guin | ||
| 380a9eb | Solo una pregunta tiene respuesta, Genry, y ya conocemos la respuesta... La vida es posible solo a causa de esa permanente e intolerable incertidumbre: no conocer lo que vendra | Ursula K. Le Guin | ||
| db22503 | Lord Berosty rem ir Ipe came to Thangering Fastness and offered forty beryls and half the year's yield from his orchards as the price of a Foretelling, and the price was acceptable. He set his question to the Weaver Odren, and the question was, On what day shall I die? | Ursula K. Le Guin |