“For a moment after his voice faltered and fell, the sanctuary was silent, and the voice throbbed like weeping, as if in his words the people recognized themselves, recognized the failure he described as their own. But then a new… — Stephen R. Donaldson Copy Share Image
“A real man—real in all the ways that we recognize as real—finds himself suddenly abstracted from the world and deposited in a physical situation… — Stephen R. Donaldson Copy Share Image
Any belief that puts itself beyond doubt nurtures its own collapse. — Stephen R. Donaldson Copy Share Image
“But he was dreaming. The way to endure a dream was to flow with it until it ended.” — Stephen R. Donaldson Copy Share Image
This you have to understand. There's only one way to hurt a man who's lost everything. Give him back something broken. — Stephen R. Donaldson Copy Share Image
Everything dies, from the smallest blade of grass to the biggest galaxy. — Stephen R. Donaldson Copy Share Image
“this library is another desert. A wasteland of words instead of sand.” — Stephen R. Donaldson Copy Share Image
“...are you a person - with volition and maybe some stubborness and at least the capacity if not the actual determination to do something… — Stephen R. Donaldson Copy Share Image
“The speed felt tremendous. And the bottom of the ravine was treacherous. She ought to control her mount somehow - slow it; steer it… — Stephen R. Donaldson Copy Share Image
Whatever the explanation, it's perfectly obvious that our educational system has nothing to do with education: it's a babysitting service designed to replicate the… — Stephen R. Donaldson Copy Share Image
I had no intention of pursuing either the characters or the setting further. — Stephen R. Donaldson Copy Share Image
For a variety of reasons, my books struck the marketplace like a thunderclap; and one of those reasons was that there were so few… — Stephen R. Donaldson Copy Share Image
