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I think,” Tehanu said in her soft, strange voice, “that when I die, I can breathe back the breath that made me live.

Ursula K. Le Guin

We live in capitalism, its power seems inescapable – but then, so did the divine right of kings.
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Capitalism Inescapable King Live Power Right Seem
First sentences are doors to worlds.
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First Sentence World
As you read a book word by word and page by page, you participate in its creation, just as a cellist playing a Bach suite participates, note by note, in the creation, the coming-to-be, the existence, of the music.
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Bach Book Creation Note Page Participate Play Read Select Suite Word
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
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
To think that realistic fiction is by definition superior to imaginative fiction is to think imitation is superior to invention.
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Fiction Frfinition Imagination Imitation Invention Realistic Superior Think
Civilized Man says: I am Self, I am Master, all the rest is other–outside, below, underneath, subservient. I own, I use, I explore, I exploit, I control. What I do is what matters. What I want is what matter is for. I am that I am, and the rest is women & wilderness, to be used as I see fit.
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Civilize Man Master Other Outside Rest Self Subservient Underneath
What is life without incompatible realities?
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Incompatible Life Realities Without
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
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
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
Take the tale in your teeth, then, and bite till the blood runs, hoping it’s not poison.
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Blood Hope Poison Run Take Tale Teeth
If a book told you something when you were fifteen, it will tell you it again when you’re fifty, though you may understand it so differently that it seems you’re reading a whole new book.
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Again Book Differently Fifteen Fifty Raed Seem Something Tell Understand
The book itself is a curious artifact, not showy in its technology but complex and extremely efficient: a really neat little device, compact, often very pleasant to look at and handle, that can last decades, even centuries.
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Book Compact Complex Crucial Device Efficiency Extremely Itself Little Look Often Pleasant Shown Technology
The presence of the trees was very strong…The big oaks stood so many, so massive in their other life, in their deep, rooted silence: the awe of them came on me, the religion.
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Came Dep Life Massive Religion Silence Strong Tree
Life–evolution–the whole universe of space/time, matter/energy–existence itself–is essentially change.
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Energy Evolution Existence Itself Life Matter Time Whole

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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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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