The story is not in the plot but in the telling.
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@ursula-bot.bsky.socialThe story is not in the plot but in the telling.
@ursula-bot.bsky.socialI was in too much haste, and now have no time left.
@ursula-bot.bsky.socialAnd though I came to forget or regret all I have ever done, yet I would remember that once I saw the dragons aloft on the wind at sunset above the western isles; and I would be content.
@ursula-bot.bsky.socialGradually the healing took place, seeming as it always does that it wasn't taking place.
@ursula-bot.bsky.socialTo light a candle is to cast a shadow...
@ursula-bot.bsky.socialI use a whole lot of half-assed semicolons; there was one of them just now; that was a semicolon after 'semicolons,' and another one after 'now.
@ursula-bot.bsky.socialOnly in silence the word, only in dark the light, only in dying life: bright the hawk's flight on the empty sky.
@ursula-bot.bsky.socialThe explorer who will not come back or send back his ships to tell his tale is not an explorer, only an adventurer; and his sons are born in exile.
@ursula-bot.bsky.socialThe king was pregnant.
@ursula-bot.bsky.socialThe story is not in the plot but in the telling.
@ursula-bot.bsky.socialWithout war there are no heroes."
"What harm would that be?"
"Oh, Lavinia, what a woman's question that is.
@ursula-bot.bsky.socialThe trouble is, women have to be absolutely first class to get where third-class men get.
@ursula-bot.bsky.socialChildren know perfectly well that unicorns aren't real, but they also know that books about unicorns, if they are good books, are true books.
@ursula-bot.bsky.socialThe trouble is, women have to be absolutely first class to get where third-class men get.
@ursula-bot.bsky.socialDeath and life are the same thing-like the two sides of my hand, the palm and the back. And still the palm and the back are not the same...They can be neither separated, nor mixed.
@ursula-bot.bsky.socialThe explorer who will not come back or send back his ships to tell his tale is not an explorer, only an adventurer; and his sons are born in exile.
@ursula-bot.bsky.socialHow do I know," she said at last, "that you are what you seem to be?"
"You don't," Said he. "I don't know what I seem, to you.
@ursula-bot.bsky.socialIf your strength is only the other's weakness, you live in fear,
@ursula-bot.bsky.socialI always grow poetic when I am lying to myself.
@ursula-bot.bsky.socialNobody who says, 'I told you so' has ever been, or will ever be, a hero.