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  • #1
    Ursula K. Le Guin
    “The unknown," said Faxe's soft voice in the forest, "the unforetold, the unproven, that is what life is based on. Ignorance is the ground of thought. Unproof is the ground of action. If it were proven that there is no God there would be no religion. No Handdara, no Yomesh, no hearthgods, nothing. But also if it were proven that there is a God, there would be no religion. ... Tell me, Genry, what is known? What is sure, unpredictable, inevitable -- the one certain thing you know concerning your future, and mine?"

    That we shall die."

    Yes, There's really only one question that can be answered, Genry, and we already know the answer. ... The only thing that makes life possible is permanent, intolerable uncertainty: not knowing what comes next.”
    Ursula K. Le Guin, The Left Hand of Darkness

  • #2
    Ursula K. Le Guin
    “How does one hate a country, or love one? Tibe talks about it; I lack the trick of it. I know people, I know towns, farms, hills and rivers and rocks, I know how the sun at sunset in autumn falls on the side of a certain plowland in the hills; but what is the sense of giving a boundary to all that, of giving it a name and ceasing to love where the name ceases to apply? What is love of one's country; is it hate of one's uncountry? Then it's not a good thing. Is it simply self-love? That's a good thing, but one mustn't make a virtue of it, or a profession... Insofar as I love life, I love the hills of the Domain of Estre, but that sort of love does not have a boundary-line of hate. And beyond that, I am ignorant, I hope.”
    Ursula K. Le Guin, The Left Hand of Darkness

  • #3
    Ursula K. Le Guin
    “I certainly wasn't happy. Happiness has to do with reason, and only reason earns it. What I was given was the thing you can't earn, and can't keep, and often don't even recognize at the time; I mean joy.”
    Ursula K. Le Guin, The Left Hand of Darkness

  • #4
    Ursula K. Le Guin
    “The trouble is that we have a bad habit, encouraged by pedants and sophisticates, of considering happiness as something rather stupid. Only pain is intellectual, only evil interesting. This is the treason of the artist; a refusal to admit the banality of evil and the terrible boredom of pain.”
    Ursula K. LeGuin, The Ones Who Walk Away from Omelas

  • #5
    Ursula K. Le Guin
    “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. It doesn't have to be plugged in, activated, or performed by a machine; all it needs is light, a human eye, and a human mind. It is not one of a kind, and it is not ephemeral. It lasts. It is reliable. If a book told you something when you were fifteen, it will tell it to you again when you're fifty, though you may understand it so differently that it seems you're reading a whole new book."

    (Staying Awake: Notes on the alleged decline of reading, Harper's Magazine, February 2008)”
    Ursula K. Le Guin

  • #6
    Ursula K. Le Guin
    “People who deny the existence of dragons are often eaten by dragons. From within.”
    Ursula K. Le Guin, The Wave in the Mind: Talks and Essays on the Writer, the Reader and the Imagination

  • #7
    Ursula K. Le Guin
    “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. The dance is always danced above the hollow place, above the terrible abyss.”
    Ursula K. LeGuin, The Farthest Shore

  • #8
    Ursula K. Le Guin
    “Only in silence the word,
    Only in dark the light,
    Only in dying life:
    Bright the hawk's flight
    On the empty sky.

    —The Creation of Éa
    Ursula K. Le Guin

  • #9
    Ursula K. Le Guin
    “When you light a candle, you also cast a shadow.”
    Ursula K. Le Guin

  • #10
    Ursula K. Le Guin
    “Light is the left hand of darkness
    and darkness the right hand of light.
    Two are one, life and death, lying
    together like lovers in kemmer,
    like hands joined together,
    like the end and the way.”
    Ursula K. Le Guin, The Left Hand of Darkness

  • #11
    Ursula K. Le Guin
    “Freedom is a heavy load, a great and strange burden for the spirit to undertake. It is not easy. It is not a gift given, but a choice made, and the choice may be a hard one. The road goes upward towards the light; but the laden traveler may never reach the end of it.”
    Ursula K. LeGuin, The Tombs of Atuan

  • #12
    Ursula K. Le Guin
    “Nobody who says, ‘I told you so’ has ever been, or will ever be, a hero.”
    Ursula K. Le Guin

  • #13
    Ursula K. Le Guin
    “The unread story is not a story; it is little black marks on wood pulp. The reader, reading it, makes it live: a live thing, a story.”
    Ursula K. Le Guin, Dancing at the Edge of the World: Thoughts on Words, Women, Places

  • #14
    Ursula K. Le Guin
    “As a man's real power grows and his knowledge widens, ever the way he can follow grows narrower: until at last he chooses nothing,but does only and wholly what he must do...”
    Ursula K. Le Guin

  • #15
    Ursula K. Le Guin
    “As you read a book word by word and page by page, you participate in its creation, just as a cellist playing a Bach suite participates, note by note, in the creation, the coming-to-be, the existence, of the music. 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.”
    Ursula K. Le Guin

  • #16
    Ursula K. Le Guin
    “My soul is ten thousand miles wide and extremely invisibly deep. It is the same size as the sea, and you cannot, you cannot cram it into beer cans and fingernails and stake it out in lots and own it. It will drown you all and never even notice.”
    Ursula K. Le Guin, Searoad

  • #17
    Ursula K. Le Guin
    “If it is a human thing to do to put something you want, because it's useful, edible, or beautiful, into a bag, or a basket, or a bit of rolled bark or leaf, or a net woven of your own hair, or what have you, and then take it home with you, home being another, larger kind of pouch or bag, a container for people, and then later on you take it out and eat it or share it or store it up for winter in a solider container or put it in the medicine bundle or the shrine or the museum, the holy place, the area that contains what is sacred, and then the next day you probably do much the same again—if to do that is human, if that's what it takes, then I am a human being after all. Fully, freely, gladly, for the first time....

    [T]he proper, fitting shape of the novel might be that of a sack, a bag. A book holds words. Words hold things. They bear meanings. A novel is a medicine bundle, holding things in a particular, powerful relation to one another and to us."

    —"The Carrier Bag Theory of Fiction”
    Ursula K. Le Guin, Dancing at the Edge of the World: Thoughts on Words, Women, Places

  • #18
    Ursula K. Le Guin
    “For we each of us deserve everything, every luxury that was ever piled in the tombs of the dead kings, and we each of us deserve nothing, not a mouthful of bread in hunger. Have we not eaten while another starved? Will you punish us for that? Will you reward us for the virtue of starving while others ate? No man earns punishment, no man earns reward. Free your mind of the idea of deserving, the idea of earning, and you will begin to be able to think.”
    Ursula K. Le Guin, The Dispossessed: An Ambiguous Utopia

  • #19
    Ursula K. Le Guin
    “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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  • #20
    Ursula K. Le Guin
    “What is an anarchist? One who, choosing, accepts the responsibility of choice.”
    Ursula K. Le Guin

  • #21
    Ursula K. Le Guin
    “I doubt that the imagination can be suppressed. If you truly eradicated it in a child, he would grow up to be an eggplant.”
    Ursula K. Le Guin, The Language of the Night: Essays on Fantasy and Science Fiction

  • #22
    Ursula K. Le Guin
    “When we're done with it, we may find—if it's a good novel—that we're a bit different from what we were before we read it, that we have been changed a little, as if by having meet a new face, crossed a street we've never crossed before.”
    Ursula K. Le Guin

  • #23
    Ursula K. Le Guin
    “Do you see how an act is not, as young men think, like a rock that one picks up and throws, and it hits or misses, and that's the end of it. When that rock is lifted, the earth is lighter; the hand that bears it heavier. When it is thrown, the circuits of the stars respond, and where it strikes or falls, the universe is changed. On every act the balance of the whole depends. The winds and seas, the powers of water and earth and light, all that these do, and all that the beasts and green things do, is well done, and rightly done. All these act within the Equilibrium. From the hurricane and the great whale's sounding to the fall of a dry leaf and the gnat's flight, all they do is done within the balance of the whole.

    But we, insofar as we have power over the world and over one another, we must learn to do what the leaf and the whale and the wind do of their own nature. We must learn to keep the balance. Having intelligence, we must not act in ignorance. Having choice, we must not act without responsibility.”
    Ursula K. Le Guin, The Farthest Shore

  • #24
    Brenda Peterson
    “I think people are very brave and often are a lot more frightened than they're allowed to admit. Life is much harder to live for most people than we want to admit. And so many things take a summoning up of courage. It makes one's own life a little bit easier when you can acknowledge that.
    -Ursula LeGuin, interviewed by”
    Brenda Peterson, Face to Face: Women Writers on Faith, Mysticism, and Awakening

  • #25
    Ursula K. Le Guin
    “I think," Tehanu said in her soft, strange voice, "that when I die, I can breathe back the breath that made me live. I can give back to the world all that I didn't do. All that I might have been and couldn't be. All the choices I didn't make. All the things I lost and spent and wasted. I can give them back to the world. To the lives that haven't been lived yet. That will be my gift back to the world that gave me the life I did live, the love I loved, the breath I breathed.”
    Ursula K. Le Guin, The Other Wind

  • #26
    Ursula K. Le Guin
    “They have nothing to give. They have no power of making. All their power is to darken and destroy. They cannot leave this place; they are this place; and it should be left to them. They should not be denied nor forgotten, but neither should they be worshiped. The Earth is beautiful, and bright, and kindly, but that is not all. The Earth is also terrible, and dark, and cruel. The rabbit shrieks dying in the green meadows. The mountains clench their great hands full of hidden fire. There are sharks in the sea, and there is cruelty in men’s eyes. And where men worship these things and abase themselves before them, there evil breeds; there places are made in the world where darkness gathers, places given over wholly to the Ones whom we call Nameless, the ancient and holy Powers of the Earth before the Light, the powers of the dark, of ruin, of madness… I think they drove your priestess Kossil mad a long time ago; I think she has prowled these caverns as she prowls the labyrinth of her own self, and now she cannot see the daylight any more. She tells you that the Nameless Ones are dead; only a lost soul, lost to truth, could believe that. They exist. But they are not your Masters. They never were. You are free, Tenar. You were taught to be a slave, but you have broken free.”
    Ursula K. Le Guin, The Tombs of Atuan

  • #27
    Ursula K. Le Guin
    “It is a terrible thing, this kindess that human beings do not lose. Terrible, because when we are finally naked in the dark and cold, it is all we have. We who are so rich, so full of strength, we end up with that small change. We have nothing else to give. ”
    Ursula K. Le Guin, The Left Hand of Darkness

  • #28
    Ursula K. Le Guin
    “I believe that maturity is not an outgrowing, but a growing up: that an adult is not a dead child, but a child who survived. I believe that all the best faculties of a mature human being exist in the child. . . . that one of the most deeply human, and humane, of these faculties is the power of imagination.”
    Ursula K. Le Guin, The Language of the Night: Essays on Fantasy and Science Fiction

  • #29
    Ursula K. Le Guin
    “I think there is no way to write about being alone. To write is to tell something to somebody to communicate to others. . . . Solitude is noncommunication, the absence of others, the presence of a self sufficient to itself.”
    Ursula K. Le Guin, The Birthday of the World and Other Stories

  • #30
    Ursula K. Le Guin
    “In its silence, a book is a challenge: it can't lull you with surging music or deafen you with screeching laugh tracks or fire gunshots in your living room; you have to listen to it in your head. A book won't move your eyes for you the way images on a screen do. It won't move your mind unless you give it your mind, or your heart unless you put your heart in it ... To read a story well is to follow it, to act it, to feel it, to become it--everything short of writing it, in fact. Reading is not interactive with a set of rules or options, as games are; reading is actual collaboration with the writer's mind. No wonder not everyone is up to it.”
    Ursula K. Le Guin



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