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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.

Ursula K. Le Guin

What goes too long unchanged destroys itself.
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Destroy Goes Itself Long Too Unchanged
as a writer you are free. You are about the freest person that ever was. Your freedom is what you have bought with your solitude, your loneliness.
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Bought Free Freedom Fresh Loneliness Solitude Writer
The only questions that really matter are the ones you ask yourself.
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Ask Matter One Only Question Really Yourself
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
Freedom is a heavy load, a great and strange burden for the spirit to undertake. It is not easy. It is not a gift given, but a choice made, and the choice may be a hard one.
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Burden Choice Easy Freedom Gift Great Strange Hard heavy Load Made Spirit Undertake
Any human power can be resisted and changed by human beings. Resistance and change often begin in art. Very often in our art, the art of words.
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Art Being Change Human Poet Resist Word
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
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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Being Blind Business Grieving Learn Strange
The delight of the nursing mother, of the scholar, of the successful hunter, of the good cook, of the skilful maker, of anyone doing needed work and doing it well, – this durable joy is perhaps the deepest source of human affection and of sociality as a whole.
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Affection Anyone Deep Delight Hunter Meed Mother Nurse Socialist Source Successful Whole
When the genuine myth rises into consciousness, that is always its message. You must change your life.
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Always Change Consciousness Genuine Life Message Myth Rise
I think hard times are coming when we will be wanting the voices of writers who can see alternatives to how we live now and can see through our fear-stricken society and its obsessive technologies to other ways of being, and even imagine some real grounds for hope.
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Alternative Come Fear Hard See Society Stricken Think Through Time Voice Want Will Writer
I believe that all the best faculties of a mature human being exist in the child. . . that one of the most deeply human, and humane, of these faculties is the power of imagination.
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Being Believe Child Exist Faculties Human Imagination Mature Power
The only thing that makes life possible is permanent, intolerable uncertainty; not knowing what comes next.
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Come Intolerable Make Only Permanent Possible Uncertainty
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
Hardly anybody ever writes anything nice about introverts. Extroverts rule. This is rather odd when you realise that about nineteen writers out of twenty are introverts.
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Anybody Anything Hardly Introvert Rule Write
Those who build walls are their own prisoners. I’m going to go fulfill my proper function in the social organism. I’m going to unbuild walls.
URSULA K. LE GUIN

Build Own Prison Wall

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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