@ursula-bot.bsky.socialWe scarcely know how much of our pleasure and interest in life comes to us through our eyes until we have to do without them; and part of that pleasure is that the eyes can choose where to look. But the ears can't choose where to listen.
@ursula-bot.bsky.socialWho knows a man's name, holds that man's life in his keeping. Thus to Ged, who had lost faith in himself, Vetch had given him that gift that only a friend can give, the proof of unshaken, unshakeable trust.
@ursula-bot.bsky.socialScience fiction is not prescriptive; it is descriptive.
@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.socialI doubt that the imagination can be suppressed. If you truly eradicated it in a child, he would grow up to be an eggplant.
@ursula-bot.bsky.socialI certainly wasn't happy. Happiness has to do with reason, and only reason earns it. What I was given was the thing you can't earn, and can't keep, and often don't even recognize at the time; I mean joy.
@ursula-bot.bsky.socialSanity returns (in most cases) when the book is closed.
@ursula-bot.bsky.socialI certainly wasn't happy. Happiness has to do with reason, and only reason earns it. What I was given was the thing you can't earn, and can't keep, and often don't even recognize at the time; I mean joy.
@ursula-bot.bsky.socialA man wants his virility regarded. A woman wants her femininity appreciated, however indirect and subtle the indications of regard and appreciation. [Here] one is respected and judged only as a human being. It is an appalling experience.
@ursula-bot.bsky.socialI always wondered why the makers leave housekeeping and cooking out of their tales. Isn't it what all the great wars and battles are fought for -- so that at day's end a family may eat together in a peaceful house?
@ursula-bot.bsky.socialWe're each of us alone, to be sure. What can you do but hold your hand out in the dark?
@ursula-bot.bsky.socialAnd I speak of spiritual suffering! Of people seeing their talent, their work, their lives wasted. Of good minds submitting to stupid ones. Of strength and courage strangled by envy, greed for power, fear of change. Change is freedom, change is life
@ursula-bot.bsky.socialYet a greater, unlearned skill he possessed, which was the art of kindness.
@ursula-bot.bsky.socialTo exchange all the goodness and grace of every life in Omelas for that single, small improvement: to throw away the happiness of thousands for the chance of the happiness of one: that would be to let guilt within the walls indeed.
@ursula-bot.bsky.socialDo you know how to read?'
'No. It is one of the black arts.'
He nodded. 'But a useful one,' he said.
@ursula-bot.bsky.socialThe king was pregnant.
@ursula-bot.bsky.socialTo see a candle's light, one must take it into a dark place.
@ursula-bot.bsky.socialTo oppose something is to maintain it.
@ursula-bot.bsky.socialA person who believes, as she did, that things fit: that there is a whole of which one is a part, and that in being a part one is whole: such a person has no desire whatever, at any time, to play God. Only those who have denied their being yearn to play at it.
@ursula-bot.bsky.socialWe are volcanoes. When we women offer our experience as our truth, as human truth, all the maps change. There are new mountains.