To the lives that haven’t been lived yet. That will be my gift back to the world that gave me the life I did live, the love I loved, the breath I breathed.
URSULA K. LE GUINIt is good to have an end to journey towards; but it is the journey that matters, in the end.
More Ursula K. Le Guin Quotes
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Hope is a slow business.
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What is life without incompatible realities?
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As men have done to women, and class has done to class, and nation has done to nation – you may hate it or deify it; but in either case you have denied its spiritual equality and its human reality.
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The reason literacy is important is that literature is the operating instructions. The best manual we have. The most useful guide to the country we’re visiting, life.
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Nobody who says, ‘I told you so’ has ever been, or will ever be, a hero.
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You sit down and you do it, and you do it, and you do it, until you have learned to do it.
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Before the moon I am, what a woman is, a woman of power, a woman’s power, deeper than the roots of trees, deeper than the roots of islands, older than the Making, older than the moon.
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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.
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To claim power over what you do not understand is not wise, nor is the end of it likely to be good.
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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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I had forgotten how much light there is in the world, till you gave it back to me.
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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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Grieving, like being blind, is a strange business; you have to learn how to do it. We seek company in mourning, but after the early bursts of tears, after the praises have been spoken, and the good days remembered, and the lament cried, and the grave closed, there is no company in grief. It is a burden borne alone.
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The road goes upward towards the light; but the laden traveler may never reach the end of it.
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Lying is the misuse of language. We know that. We need to remember that it works the other way round too.
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