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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.

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
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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Claim End Good Likely Over Power Understand Wise
The Earth is beautiful, and bright, and kindly, but that is not all. The Earth is also terrible, and dark, and cruel. The rabbit shrieks dying in the green meadows.
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Beautiful Bright Dark Druel Earth Existence Terrible
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
We read books to find out who we are.
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Book Find Out Read
All makers must leave room for the acts of the spirit. But they have to work hard and carefully, and wait patiently, to deserve them.
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All Carefully Deserve Leave Maker Patiently Spirit
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
To be oneself is a rare thing, and a great one.
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Arre Great One Oneself Thing
If you deny any affinity with another person or kind of person, if you declare it to be wholly different from yourself.
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Affinity Another Declare Deny Different Person Yourself
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 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
We are volcanoes. When we women offer our experience as our truth, as human truth, all the maps change. There are new mountains.
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Experience Human Mountain Truth Volcano Women
We live in capitalism. Its power seems inescapable. So did the divine right of kings.
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Capitalism Diweine Inescapable King Poer Right Seem
Love doesn’t just sit there, like a stone; it has to be made, like bread, remade all the time, made new.
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Bread Just Love Made New Remade Sit Stone Time
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
f we can get feminine and human morality out from under the yoke of a dead ethic, then maybe we’ll begin to get somewhere on the road that leads to survival.
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Begin Feminine Morality Road Somewhere Survival Yoke

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