Sublime

Intellect to the men, politics to the women, and ethics to the interaction of both: that’s their arrangement.

The technology is not what matters. Words are what matter. The sharing of words. The activation of imagination through the reading of words.

For her as for him, there was no end. There was process: process was all. You could go in a promising direction or you could go wrong, but you did not set out with the expectation of ever stopping anywhere. All responsibilities, all commitments thus understood took on substance and duration.

writers who want their story to be understood not only by their contemporary compatriots but also by people of other lands and times, may seek a way of telling it that is more universally comprehensible; and fantasy is such a way.

The only thing that makes life possible is permanent, intolerable uncertainty: not knowing what comes next.”

when action grows unprofitable, gather information; when information grows unprofitable, sleep.