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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.

Ursula K. Le Guin

Love doesn’t just sit there, like a stone; it has to be made, like bread, remade all the time, made new.
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Bread Just Love Made New Remade Sit Stone Time
What goes too long unchanged destroys itself.
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Destroy Goes Itself Long Too Unchanged
And, as you read and re-read, the book of course participates in the creation of you, your thoughts and feelings, the size and temper of your soul.
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Book Course Creation Participate Read Size Soul Temper
To claim power over what you do not understand is not wise, nor is the end of it likely to be good.
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Claim End Good Likely Over Power Understand Wise
We’re each of us alone, to be sure. What can you do but hold your hand out in the dark?
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Alone Dark Each Hand Hold Out Sure
We are volcanoes. When we women offer our experience as our truth, as human truth, all the maps change. There are new mountains.
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Experience Human Mountain Truth Volcano Women
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
I doubt that the imagination can be suppressed. If you truly eradicated it in a child, he would grow up to be an eggplant.
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Child Doubt Eggplant Eradicated Grow Imagination Suppressed
Grieving, like being blind, is a strange business; you have to learn how to do it. We seek company in mourning, but after the early bursts of tears, after the praises have been spoken, and the good days remembered, and the lament cried, and the grave closed, there is no company in grief. It is a burden borne alone.
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Being Blind Business Grieving Learn Strange
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
There have been great societies that did not use the wheel, but there have been no societies that did not tell stories.
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Great Societies Society Story Use Wheel
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.
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Art Darkness End Must Must Heard Safety Silence Star
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
Lying is the misuse of language. We know that. We need to remember that it works the other way round too.
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Know Language Lie Misuse Need Remember Round
The mountains clench their great hands full of hidden fire. There are sharks in the sea, and there is cruelty in men’s eyes.
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Clench Cruelty Dull Eye Fire Great Hand Hidden Men Mountain Sea Shark
All makers must leave room for the acts of the spirit. But they have to work hard and carefully, and wait patiently, to deserve them.
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All Carefully Deserve Leave Maker Patiently Spirit

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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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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