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My world, my Earth is a ruin. A planet spoiled by the human species. We multiplied and fought and gobbled until there was nothing left, and then we died.

Ursula K. Le Guin

To see that your life is a story while you’re in the middle of living it may be a help to living it well.
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Help Living Middle See Story Well While
My world, my Earth is a ruin. A planet spoiled by the human species. We multiplied and fought and gobbled until there was nothing left, and then we died.
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Earth Human Planet Run Species Spoil World
For all their restlessness, men are who they are; once they put on the man’s toga they will not change again; so they make a virtue of that rigidity and resist whatever might soften it and set them free.
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Again Change Free Man Resist Restless Rigidly Soften Virtue
Children know perfectly well that unicorns aren’t real, but they also know that books about unicorns, if they are good books, are true books.
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Book Children Good Perfectly Well Real True Unicorn
Light is the left hand of darkness and darkness the right hand of light. Two are one, life and death, lying together like lovers in kemmer, like hands joined together, like the end and the way.
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Darkness Death Hand Join Left Life Light Lover Lying Right Together Two
The story is not in the plot but in the telling.
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Plot Story Tell
It’s a rare gift, to know where you need to be, before you’ve been to all the places you don’t need to be.
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All Before Know Need Place Rare
The question is always the same with a dragon: will he talk with you or will he eat you?
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Always Dragon Eat Question Same Talk Will
The unread story is not a story; it is little black marks on wood pulp. The reader, reading it, makes it live: a live thing, a story.
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Balck Mark Pulp Story Unread Word
Only pain is intellectual, only evil interesting. This is the treason of the artist: a refusal to admit the banality of evil and the terrible boredom of pain.
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Artist Banality Evil Intellectual Interest Pain Refusal Terrible Treason
You will die. You will not live forever. Nor will any man nor any thing. Nothing is immortal. But only to us is it given to know that we must die. And that is a great gift: the gift of selfhood. For we have only what we know we must lose, what we are willing to lose…
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Any Die Forever Given Immortal Live Man Nothing Thing
To have a choice at all is to be privileged.
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Choose Privilege
When you light a candle, you also cast a shadow.
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Candle Cast Light Shadow
Men call women faithless, changeable, and though they say it in jealousy of their own ever-threatened sexual honor, there is some truth in it.
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Call Chnagebale Ever Faithless Honor Jealous Men Sexual Some Threatened Through Truth Women
A writer is a person who cares what words mean, what they say, how they say it… By using words well they strengthen their souls.
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Care Mena Say Soul Strengthen Use Well Word Writer
As a kitten does what all other kittens do, so a child wants to do what other children do, with a wanting that is as powerful as it is mindless. Since we human beings have to learn what we do, we have to start out that way, but human mindfulness begins where that wish to be the same leaves off.
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Child Children Do Kitten Mindless Other Powerful Want

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