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This is. And thou art. There is no safety. There is no end. The word must be heard in silence. There must be darkness to see the stars.

Ursula K. Le Guin

All knowledge is local, all truth is partial. No truth can make another truth untrue. All knowledge is part of the whole knowledge.
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Anotherrmone Knowledge Local Partial Truth Untrue
I think,” Tehanu said in her soft, strange voice, “that when I die, I can breathe back the breath that made me live.
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Back Breath Live Made Said Soft Strange Think Voice
That selfhood which is our torment, and our treasure, and our humanity, does not endure. It changes; it is gone, a wave on the sea. Would you have the sea grow still and the tides cease, to save one wave, to save yourself?
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Endure Glow Gone Save Sea Selfhood Treasure Yourself
We are been taught to be ashamed of not being ‘outgoing’. But a writer’s job is ingoing.
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Ashamed Been Job Outgoing Taught Winter
Safety lies in catering to the in-group. We are not all brave. All I would ask of writers who find it hard to question the universal validity of their personal opinions and affiliations is that they consider this:
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All Ask Brave Catering Group Lie Opinion Personal Question Safety Validity Writer
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
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.
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Build Own Prison Wall
Writers know words are their way towards truth and freedom, and so they use them with care, with thought, with fear, with delight.
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Delight Freedom Use Way Winter Word
Translation is entirely mysterious. Increasingly I have felt that the art of writing is itself translating, or more like translating than it is like anything else.
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Anything Art Else Entirely Fell Increasingly Itself Mysterious Translate Translation Writing
The road goes upward towards the light; but the laden traveler may never reach the end of it.
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End Goes Light never Reach Road Towards Traveler Upward
For all their restlessness, men are who they are; once they put on the man’s toga they will not change again; so they make a virtue of that rigidity and resist whatever might soften it and set them free.
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Again Change Free Man Resist Restless Rigidly Soften Virtue
I had forgotten how much light there is in the world, till you gave it back to me.
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Back Forgotten Give Light Much World
First sentences are doors to worlds.
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First Sentence World
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
If you evade suffering you also evade the chance of joy. Pleasure you may get, or pleasures, but you will not be fulfilled. You will not know what it is to come home.
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Chance Come Evade Fulfill Home Joy May Pleasure Suffer

This is. And thou art. There is no safety. There is no end. The word must be heard in silence. There must be darkness to see the stars.

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