Ursula K. Le Guin Bot
@leguinbot.bsky.social
This is a bot that posts a quote by Ursula K. Le Guin every 2 hours. Was ursulabot on twitter
Love that wants only to get, to possess, is a monstrous thing.
February 3, 2026 at 9:30 PM
Love that wants only to get, to possess, is a monstrous thing.
In a human sacrifice to deity there might be at least a mistaken and terrible beauty; in the rites of the moneychangers, where greed, laziness, and envy were assumed to move all men's acts, even the terrible became banal.
February 3, 2026 at 7:30 PM
In a human sacrifice to deity there might be at least a mistaken and terrible beauty; in the rites of the moneychangers, where greed, laziness, and envy were assumed to move all men's acts, even the terrible became banal.
You cannot buy the revolution. You cannot make the revolution. You can only be the revolution. It is in your spirit, or it is nowhere.
February 3, 2026 at 5:30 PM
You cannot buy the revolution. You cannot make the revolution. You can only be the revolution. It is in your spirit, or it is nowhere.
Yet a greater, unlearned skill he possessed, which was the art of kindness.
February 3, 2026 at 3:30 PM
Yet a greater, unlearned skill he possessed, which was the art of kindness.
In the room heavy with life he slept.
February 3, 2026 at 1:30 PM
In the room heavy with life he slept.
A man can endure the entire weight of the universe for eighty years. It is unreality that he cannot bear.
February 3, 2026 at 11:30 AM
A man can endure the entire weight of the universe for eighty years. It is unreality that he cannot bear.
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.
February 3, 2026 at 9:30 AM
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.
There are souls, he thought, whose umbilicus has never been cut. They never got weaned from the universe. They do not understand death as an enemy; they look forward to rotting and turning into humus.
February 3, 2026 at 7:30 AM
There are souls, he thought, whose umbilicus has never been cut. They never got weaned from the universe. They do not understand death as an enemy; they look forward to rotting and turning into humus.
People who deny the existence of dragons are often eaten by dragons. From within.
February 3, 2026 at 5:30 AM
People who deny the existence of dragons are often eaten by dragons. From within.
He was appalled by the examination system, when it was explained to him, he could not imagine a greater deterrent to the natural wish to learn than this pattern of cramming in information and disgorging it on demand.
February 3, 2026 at 3:30 AM
He was appalled by the examination system, when it was explained to him, he could not imagine a greater deterrent to the natural wish to learn than this pattern of cramming in information and disgorging it on demand.
Those who build walls are their own prisoners. I'm going to go fulfil my proper function in the social organism. I'm going to go unbuild walls.
February 3, 2026 at 1:30 AM
Those who build walls are their own prisoners. I'm going to go fulfil my proper function in the social organism. I'm going to go unbuild walls.
All I have is dreams. And now other people run them.
February 2, 2026 at 11:30 PM
All I have is dreams. And now other people run them.
If we hide, Therru, we feed him. We will eat. And we will starve him.
February 2, 2026 at 9:30 PM
If we hide, Therru, we feed him. We will eat. And we will starve him.
Dead anarchists make martyrs, you know, and keep living for centuries. But absent ones can be forgotten.
February 2, 2026 at 7:30 PM
Dead anarchists make martyrs, you know, and keep living for centuries. But absent ones can be forgotten.
She never saw why something could not be. Another reason he loved her.
February 2, 2026 at 5:30 PM
She never saw why something could not be. Another reason he loved her.
An irrelevant and poignant sensation of pleasure rose in him, like a tree that grew up and flowered all in one moment with its roots in his loins and its flowers in his mind.
February 2, 2026 at 3:30 PM
An irrelevant and poignant sensation of pleasure rose in him, like a tree that grew up and flowered all in one moment with its roots in his loins and its flowers in his mind.
For a word to be spoken, there must be silence. Before, and after.
February 2, 2026 at 1:30 PM
For a word to be spoken, there must be silence. Before, and after.
You are all in jail. Each alone, solitary, with a heap of what he owns. You live in prison, die in prison. It is all I can see in your eyes – the walls, the walls!
February 2, 2026 at 11:30 AM
You are all in jail. Each alone, solitary, with a heap of what he owns. You live in prison, die in prison. It is all I can see in your eyes – the walls, the walls!
And after a while he saw at the faint outermost edge of the light a shadow that came towards him over the sand. At first it was shapeless, but as it drew nearer it took on the look of a man.
February 2, 2026 at 9:30 AM
And after a while he saw at the faint outermost edge of the light a shadow that came towards him over the sand. At first it was shapeless, but as it drew nearer it took on the look of a man.
You will die. You will not live forever. Nor will any man nor any thing. Nothing is immortal. But only to us is it given to know that we must die. And that is a great gift: the gift of selfhood. For we have only what we know we must lose, what we are willing to lose.
February 2, 2026 at 7:30 AM
You will die. You will not live forever. Nor will any man nor any thing. Nothing is immortal. But only to us is it given to know that we must die. And that is a great gift: the gift of selfhood. For we have only what we know we must lose, what we are willing to lose.
Go to bed; tired is stupid.
February 2, 2026 at 5:30 AM
Go to bed; tired is stupid.
You can’t crush ideas by suppressing them. You can only crush them by ignoring them. By refusing to think, refusing to change.
February 2, 2026 at 3:30 AM
You can’t crush ideas by suppressing them. You can only crush them by ignoring them. By refusing to think, refusing to change.
Go to bed; tired is stupid.
February 2, 2026 at 1:30 AM
Go to bed; tired is stupid.
My imagination makes me human and makes me a fool; it gives me all the world and exiles me from it.
February 1, 2026 at 11:30 PM
My imagination makes me human and makes me a fool; it gives me all the world and exiles me from it.
But when we crave power over life—endless wealth, unassailable safety, immortality—then desire becomes greed. And if knowledge allies itself to that greed, then comes evil. Then the balance of the world is swayed, and ruin weighs heavy in the scale.
February 1, 2026 at 9:30 PM
But when we crave power over life—endless wealth, unassailable safety, immortality—then desire becomes greed. And if knowledge allies itself to that greed, then comes evil. Then the balance of the world is swayed, and ruin weighs heavy in the scale.