I...keep trying to be perfect. For you. So you'll notice me.
If you want to write something completely unique, you will probably fail or at best write something without redeeming value. The mind works in certain patterns: the mind organizes facts in story form; it is your commonality with that body of human thought that makes a good book, not its estrangement from the common values that humans share.
"Learn what can, and cannot, be asked from destiny."
Everything that anyone respects is what men naturally excel at: fighting, accruing wealth, playing at power.
Humiliation sets armies marching, empires falling, breaks hearts and minds and souls.
Revenge is fruitless.
I thought we'd die there, quarrels in our backs, you for what you did and me for bearing witness.
Your honor blinds you, Tempus, to what's right and wrong these days.
Wanting neither too much to live, nor too much to die.
Such hubris could only come from a man's mouth.
Men may not believe you, my son. But you must always say the truth, when the truth holds no danger for you or your loved ones.
Haste breeds error; error breeds woe.
If it was true today, it might be untrue tomorrow.
Something is going on everywhere, most of which no one understands.
We've the new hard-steel, though why they're all so hot to pay twice the price when men're soft as clay and even wood will pierce the boldest belly, I can't say.
No ethos, pursued without thought or mercy, is ethical.
Choose life over death, Niko, when a choice can be made that puts no soul in jeopardy.
Very little in science fiction can transcend the gimmickry of a technical conceit, yet without that conceit at its heart a book is not truly science fiction. Furthermore, so little emerging thought and technology is employed by sf writers today that the genre is lagging far behind reality both in the cosmology area and the technology area: sf is no longer a place to experiment, but is now very derivative.
Some nights, one wants to tell beloveds everything that's been waiting to be said. Some nights, a man needs flesh and blood and warm breath and a loving heart.
Vengeance is disappointing, always.
Grab reality by the balls and squeeze.
I can start the rain. Bring thunder. Bring lightning. Want to see?
Each soul has its appointed doom. How is it you dare to raise a mortal boy so high - high enough to flout the gods? Bring godhead where a man may reach out and take it? growls Enlil, and lightning splits a clear blue sky.
I want to live like a man.
I won't go back and live in the sea again.
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