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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?

Ursula K. Le Guin

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
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
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 can give back to the world all that I didn’t do. All that I might have been and couldn’t be. All the choices I didn’t make. All the things I lost and spent and wasted. I can give them back to the world.
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Back Choice Give Lost Thing Waste World
You are in the country where you make up the rules, the laws. You are both dictator and obedient populace. It is a country nobody has ever explored before. It is up to you to make the maps, to build the cities.
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Build City Country Dictator Explore Map Obedient Populace Rule
When you light a candle, you also cast a shadow.
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Candle Cast Light Shadow
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
You 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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Change Crush Idea Ignore Refuse Suppressing Think
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
A writer is a person who cares what words mean, what they say, how they say it.
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Care Mean Person Say Winter Word
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
It doesn’t have to be plugged in, activated, or performed by a machine; all it needs is light, a human eye, and a human mind. It is not one of a kind, and it is not ephemeral. It lasts. It is reliable.
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Activate Eye Human Last Light Machine Need One Perform Plug Reliable
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
We read books to find out who we are.
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Book Find Out Read
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
f we can get feminine and human morality out from under the yoke of a dead ethic, then maybe we’ll begin to get somewhere on the road that leads to survival.
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Begin Feminine Morality Road Somewhere Survival Yoke

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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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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