The Word for World is Forest (Hainish Cycle, #5)

by Ursula K. Le Guin

Cetians died eagerly, curious as to what came next.

It was much easier to say that than to understand what they actually did do.—

And Lyubov’s love for his friend was deepened by that gratitude the savior feels toward the one whose life he has been privileged to save.

He was always disagreeably surprised to find how vulnerable his feelings were, how much it hurt him to be hurt.

It was Selver who had made him understand, at last, the Athshean significance of the word ‘dream,’ which was also the word for ‘root,’ and so hand him the key of the kingdom of the forest people.

if it’s all the rest of us who are killed by the suicide, it’s himself whom the murderer kills; only he has to do it over, and over, and over.

“What are they doing?” abruptly becomes, “What are we doing?” and then, “What must I do?”