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What is the other text, the original? I have no answer. I suppose it is the source, the deep sea where ideas swim, and one catches them in nets of words and swings them shining into the boat… where in this metaphor they die and get canned and eaten in sandwiches.

Ursula K. Le Guin

We need to be taught these skills; we need guides to show us how. If we don’t, our lives get made up for us by other people .
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Guide Made People Show Skill Taught
Hope is a slow business.
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Business Hope Slow
Life goes on, even if two-headed and glowing faintly in the dark.
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Dark Even Fainty Glow Goes Headed Life Two
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 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
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
I never knew anybody . . . who found life simple. I think a life or a time looks simple when you leave out the details.
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Evil Hard Hole Soul Take Unconsisting
In the tale, in the telling, we are all one blood. Take the tale in your teeth, then, and bite till the blood runs, hoping it’s not poison; and we will all come to the end together, and even to the beginning: living, as we do, in the middle.
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Bite Blood Come End Hope Live Middle Position Run Take Tale Telling
The end justifies the means. But what if there never is an end? All we have is means.
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End Justice Mean never
What is the use trying to describe the flowing of a river at any one moment, and then at the next moment, and then at the next, and the next, and the next? You wear out. You say: There is a great river, and it flows through this land, and we have named it History.
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Describe Flow Moment Next One River Try Use
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
If it were proven that there is no God there would be no religion. …But also if it were proven that there is a God, there would be no religion.
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God No Proven Religion
A writer is a person who cares what words mean, what they say, how they say it… By using words well they strengthen their souls.
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Care Mena Say Soul Strengthen Use Well Word Writer
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
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
We will need writers who can remember freedom. Poets, visionaries-the realists of a larger reality.
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Freedom Large Need Poet Realist Reality Remember Visionary Writer
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
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
All of us have to learn how to invent our lives , make them up, imagine them.
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Imagine Invest Learn Live Make
Besides, when you say you’re a feminist it annoys the bigots and the old farts and the prissy ladies so much, it’s kind of irresistible.
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Annoy Besides Bigot Demist Fant Irresistible Kind Ladies Musch Old Prissy Say
Nothing remains the same from one moment to the next, you can’t step into the same river twice.
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Moment Nothing Remark River Same Step Twice
The question is always the same with a dragon: will he talk with you or will he eat you?
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Always Dragon Eat Question Same Talk Will
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
Fantasy is nearer to poetry, to mysticism, and to insanity than naturalistic fiction is. It is a wilderness, and those who go there should not feel too safe.
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Fantasy Feel Fiction Inanity Naturalistic Nearest Poetry Safe Wilderness
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
A child free from the guilt of ownership and the burden of economic competition will grow up with the will to do what needs doing and the capacity for joy in doing it. It is useless work that darkens the heart.
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Burson Capacity Child Competition Do Doing Economic Free Grow Guilt Joy Need Ownership Will
Injustice makes the rules, and courage breaks them.
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Awake Courahege Injustice Make Rule

What is the other text, the original? I have no answer. I suppose it is the source, the deep sea where ideas swim, and one catches them in nets of words and swings them shining into the boat… where in this metaphor they die and get canned and eaten in sandwiches.

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What is the other text, the original? I have no answer. I suppose it is the source, the deep sea where ideas swim, and one catches them in nets of words and swings them shining into the boat… where in this metaphor they die and get canned and eaten in sandwiches.

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