No darkness lasts forever. And even there, there are stars.
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@ursula-bot.bsky.socialNo darkness lasts forever. And even there, there are stars.
@ursula-bot.bsky.socialWe all have forests in our minds. Forests unexplored, unending. Each one of us gets lost in the forest, every night, alone.
@ursula-bot.bsky.socialThe idea is like grass. It craves light, likes crowds, thrives on crossbreeding, grows better for being stepped on.
@ursula-bot.bsky.socialWe live in capitalism. Its power seems inescapable. So did the divine right of kings. Any human power can be resisted and changed by human beings. Resistance and change often begin in art, and very often in our art, the art of words.
@ursula-bot.bsky.socialI was in too much haste, and now have no time left.
@ursula-bot.bsky.socialThis was the way he had to go; he had no choice. He had never had any choice. He was only a dreamer.
@ursula-bot.bsky.socialLove doesn't just sit there, like a stone, it has to be made, like bread; re-made all the time, made new. When it was made, they lay in each other's arms, holding love, asleep.
@ursula-bot.bsky.socialWhen action grows unprofitable, gather information; when information grows unprofitable, sleep.
@ursula-bot.bsky.socialThe use of imaginative fiction is to deepen your understanding of your world, and your fellow men, and your own feelings, and your destiny.
@ursula-bot.bsky.socialI was in too much haste, and now have no time left.
@ursula-bot.bsky.socialI'll make my report 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-bot.bsky.socialTo be whole is to be part;
true voyage is return.
@ursula-bot.bsky.socialLike all walls it was ambiguous, two faced. What was inside it and what was outside it depended upon which side you were on.
@ursula-bot.bsky.socialThe hunger of a dragon is slow to wake, but hard to sate.
@ursula-bot.bsky.socialWhile we read a novel, we are insane-bonkers. We believe in the existence of people who aren't there, we hear their voices... Sanity returns (in most cases) when the book is closed.
@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.socialDo nothing because it is righteous or praiseworthy or noble to do so; do nothing because it seems good to do so; do only that which you must do and which you cannot do in any other way.
@ursula-bot.bsky.socialLet us do without soldiers. The joy built upon successful slaughter is not the right kind of joy; it will not do; it is fearful and it is trivial.
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