“A surfeit of honey cloys the tongue; a surfeit of wine addles the brain; so a surfeit of ease guts a man of strength.” — Jack Vance Copy Share Image
Conversation! Supple sentences, with first and second meanings and overtones beyond, outrageous challenges with cleverly planned slip-points, rebuttals of elegant brevity; deceptions and guiles,… — Jack Vance Copy Share Image
But, for instance, when I was awfully young, I read all the Oz books. They were an enormous influence on me. — Jack Vance Copy Share Image
I categorically declare first my absolute innocence, second my lack of criminal intent, and third my effusive apologies. — Jack Vance Copy Share Image
Right now I'm so old that if I had a big gush of money, I don't know what I'd do with it. I don't… — Jack Vance Copy Share Image
This is no science, this is art, where equations fall away to elements like resolving chords, and where always prevails a symmetry either explicit… — Jack Vance Copy Share Image
“I will be glad to go. There is no poetry here. It is as I have always set forth: joy comes of its own… — Jack Vance Copy Share Image
Jack Vance's Lyonesse books are the greatest fairy tale of the twentieth century. — Jack Vance Copy Share Image
“The dead man's companions at the counter started to their feet, but halted as Voynod with great aplomb turned to face them. "Take care, you dunghill cocks! Notice the fate of your fellow! He died by the power of my magic blade, which is of inexorable metal and cuts rock and steel like butter. Behold!" And Voynod struck out at… — Jack Vance Copy Share
