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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.

Ursula K. Le Guin

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
It is good to have an end to journey towards; but it is the journey that matters, in the end.
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End Good Journey Matters Towards
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
No darkness lasts forever. And even there, there are stars.
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Darkness Forever Last Star
The only questions that really matter are the ones you ask yourself.
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Ask Matter One Only Question Really Yourself
And, as you read and re-read, the book of course participates in the creation of you, your thoughts and feelings, the size and temper of your soul.
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Book Course Creation Participate Read Size Soul Temper
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
It is very hard for evil to take hold of the unconsenting soul.
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Content Evil Hard Hold Soul Very
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
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 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
And though I came to forget or regret all I have ever done, yet would I remember that once I saw the dragons aloft on the wind at sunset above the western isles; and I would be content.
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Came Done Forgot Have Once Remember Saw Sunset Western Wind
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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Down Learn Sit Until
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
I can give back to the world all that I didn’t do. All that I might have been and couldn’t be. All the choices I didn’t make. All the things I lost and spent and wasted. I can give them back to the world.
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Back Choice Give Lost Thing Waste World
The book is all there, all at once, between its covers. But if you want to read the story and understand it, you must begin with the first page, and go forward, always in order. So the universe would be a very great book, and we would be very small readers.
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Between Book Cover Reader Sall Understand Universe

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