“The unknown," said Faxe's soft voice in the forest, "the unforetold, the unproven, that is what life is based on. Ignorance is… — Ursula K. Le Guin Copy Share Image
“In the latter months of his own long sickness the Master Herbal had taught him much of the healer's lore, and the… — Ursula K. Le Guin Copy Share Image
Stories are what death thinks he puts an end to. He can't understand that they end in him, but they don't end… — Ursula K. Le Guin Copy Share Image
“I’m not dead. I sleep sometimes. Sleep comes very close to death, everyone knows that. The dead walk in dreams, everyone knows… — Ursula K. Le Guin Copy Share Image
“This Stone He went looking for a road that doesn't lead to death. He went looking for that road and found it.… — Ursula K. Le Guin Copy Share Image
“For a word to be spoken, there must be silence. Before, and after.” — Ursula K. Le Guin Copy Share Image
“Well," he said slowly, "sometimes there's a passion that comes in its springtime to ill fate or death. And because it ends… — Ursula K. Le Guin Copy Share Image
“But the death of a great mage, who has many times in his life walked on the dry steep hillsides of death’s… — Ursula K. Le Guin Copy Share Image
“On the sea he wished to meet it, if meet it he must. He was not sure why this was, yet he… — Ursula K. Le Guin Copy Share Image
Oh, never and forever aren't for mortals, love. But we won't be parted till I know it's right that we part. — Ursula K. Le Guin Copy Share Image
You fear them because you fear death, and rightly: for death is terrible and must be feared,' the mage said...'And life is… — Ursula K. Le Guin Copy Share Image
“I think one cannot be left alive among so many deaths without feeling unendurable shame.” — Ursula K. Le Guin Copy Share Image
“...I wore his blood for clothing, on my legs and thighs and hands: a dry, stiff, brown garment with no warmth in it.” — Ursula K. Le Guin Copy Share Image
Translation is entirely mysterious. Increasingly I have felt that the art of writing is itself translating, or more like translating than it is like… — Ursula K. Le Guin Copy Share Image
“Aeneas' mother is a star?" "No; a goddess." I said cautiously, "Venus is the power that we invoke in spring, in the garden, when… — Ursula K. Le Guin Copy Share Image
“Meaning - this is perhaps the common note, the bane I am seeking. What is the Meaning of this book, this event in the… — Ursula K. Le Guin Copy Share Image
For fantasy is true, of course. It isn't factual, but it is true. Children know that. Adults know it too, and that is precisely… — Ursula K. Le Guin Copy Share Image
“. . . chronosophy does involve ethics. Because our sense of time involves our ability to separate cause and effect, means and end. The… — Ursula K. Le Guin Copy Share Image
“If both you and your plane are on time, the airport is merely a diffuse, short, miserable prelude to the intense, long, miserable plane… — Ursula K. Le Guin Copy Share Image
Between thought and spoken word is a gap where intention can enter, the symbol be twisted aside, and the lie come to be. — Ursula K. Le Guin Copy Share Image
I have no control over my writing. I have lots of good intentions, but no control. There's a story that wants to be told. — Ursula K. Le Guin Copy Share Image
“I did a lot today. That is, I did something. The only thing I have ever done. I pressed a button. It took the… — Ursula K. Le Guin Copy Share Image
To me the female principle is, or at least historically has been, basically anarchic. It values order without constraint, rule by custom not by… — Ursula K. Le Guin Copy Share Image
