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 GUINYou can’t crush ideas by suppressing them. You can only crush them by ignoring them. By refusing to think, refusing to change.
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You can go home again…so long as you understand that home is a place where you have never been.
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My world, my Earth is a ruin. A planet spoiled by the human species. We multiplied and fought and gobbled until there was nothing left, and then we died.
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There is no information about corporations. There is only disinformation.
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Injustice makes the rules, and courage breaks them.
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To hear, one must be silent.
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All of us have to learn how to invent our lives , make them up, imagine them.
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The road goes upward towards the light; but the laden traveler may never reach the end of it.
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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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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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The dance is always danced above the hollow place, above the terrible abyss.
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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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To the lives that haven’t been lived yet. That will be my gift back to the world that gave me the life I did live, the love I loved, the breath I breathed.
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The only questions that really matter are the ones you ask yourself.
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What is an anarchist? One who, choosing, accepts the responsibility of choice.
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Listen.’ For being saved is not the point. Music saves nothing. Merciful, uncaring, it denies and breaks down all the shelters, the houses men build for themselves, that they may see the sky.
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