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To hear, one must be silent.

Ursula K. Le Guin

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
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
Resistance and change often begin in art, and very often in our art – the art of words.
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Art Being Often Resistance Change Word
Nobody who says, ‘I told you so’ has ever been, or will ever be, a hero.
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Been Ever Hero Nobody Say Told
I don’t think ‘science fiction’ is a very good name for it, but it’s the name that we’ve got. It is different from other kinds of writing, I suppose, so it deserves a name of its own.
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Different Fiction Good Kind Name Science Think Write
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 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
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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Break Build Down House Listen Nothing Point Save Sky Themselves Uncare
The two imperatives can no longer coexist with each other; nor can any society founded on the myth that they can be reconciled hope to survive.
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Coexist Each Found Hope Imperative Longer Myth Other Reconcile Silence Society
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
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
I certainly wasn’t happy. Happiness has to do with reason, and only reason earns it. What I was given was the thing you can’t earn, and can’t keep, and often don’t even recognize at the time; I mean joy.
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Certainty Earn Happiness Happy Keep Often Reason Thing
Once you have seen the larger pattern, you cannot go back to seeing the part as the whole.
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Back Large Once Pattern See Sen 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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Back Breath Live Made Said Soft Strange Think Voice
Reading is performance. The reader–the child under the blanket with a flashlight, the woman at the kitchen table, the man at the library desk–performs the work.
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Blanket Child Desk Flashlight Kitchen Library Man Perform Performance Raed Table Work
While we read a novel, we are insane-bonkers. We believe in the existence of people who aren’t there, we hear their voices… Sanity returns (in most cases) when the book is closed.
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Banker Believe Existence Hear Insane Novel People Raed Voice

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