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The end justifies the means. But what if there never is an end? All we have is means.

Ursula K. Le Guin

I do not care what comes after; I have seen the dragons on the wind of morning.
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After Care Come Dragon Morning Seen Wind
Injustice makes the rules, and courage breaks them.
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Awake Courahege Injustice Make Rule
You are in the country where you make up the rules, the laws. You are both dictator and obedient populace. It is a country nobody has ever explored before. It is up to you to make the maps, to build the cities.
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Build City Country Dictator Explore Map Obedient Populace Rule
The performance is silent. The readers hear the sounds of the words and the beat of the sentences only in their inner ear. Silent drummers on noiseless drums. An amazing performance in an amazing theater.
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Amazing Drummer Ebit Noiseless Performance Raeder Sentence Silent Theatre
There’s a point, around the age of twenty, when you have to choose whether to be like everybody else the rest of your life, or to make a virtue of your peculiarities.
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Age Around Choose Else Everybody Joint Life Make Rest Virtue Whether
As you read a book word by word and page by page, you participate in its creation, just as a cellist playing a Bach suite participates, note by note, in the creation, the coming-to-be, the existence, of the music.
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Bach Book Creation Note Page Participate Play Read Select Suite Word
I don’t know if our life has a purpose and I don’t see that it matters. What does matter is that we’re a part. Like a thread in a cloth or a grass-blade in a field. It is and we are. What we do is like wind blowing on the grass.
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Blow Field Grass Know Like Master Part Purpose Thread
Reading is performance. The reader–the child under the blanket with a flashlight, the woman at the kitchen table, the man at the library desk–performs the work.
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Blanket Child Desk Flashlight Kitchen Library Man Perform Performance Raed Table Work
Only in silence the word, only in dark the light, only in dying life: bright the hawk’s flight on the empty sky.
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Bright Die Empty Hawk Light Only Silence Sky Word
You cannot buy the revolution. You cannot make the revolution. You can only be the revolution. It is in your spirit, or it is nowhere.
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Buy Make Nowhere Revolution Spirit
If it were proven that there is no God there would be no religion. …But also if it were proven that there is a God, there would be no religion.
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God No Proven Religion
By using words well they strengthen their souls. Story-tellers and poets spend their lives learning that skill and art of using words well. And their words make the souls of their readers stronger, brighter, deeper.
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Brighter Deeper Reader Skill Soul Spend Story Teller Strength Well Word
What is the other text, the original? I have no answer. I suppose it is the source, the deep sea where ideas swim, and one catches them in nets of words and swings them shining into the boat… where in this metaphor they die and get canned and eaten in sandwiches.
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Answer Canned Catch Eaten Metaphor Original Source Suppose Swing Word
I think hard times are coming. We will need writers who can remember freedom. Poets, visionaries, the realists of a larger reality.
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Come Hard Large Poet Realistic Reality Think Time Visionaries Writer
I doubt that the imagination can be suppressed. If you truly eradicated it in a child, he would grow up to be an eggplant.
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Child Doubt Eggplant Eradicated Grow Imagination Suppressed
I don’t think ‘science fiction’ is a very good name for it, but it’s the name that we’ve got. It is different from other kinds of writing, I suppose, so it deserves a name of its own.
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Different Fiction Good Kind Name Science Think Write

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