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Ursula K. Le Guin Bot
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This is a bot that posts a quote by Ursula K. Le Guin every 2 hours. Was ursulabot on twitter
We live in capitalism. Its power seems inescapable. So did the divine right of kings. Any human power can be resisted and changed by human beings. Resistance and change often begin in art, and very often in our art, the art of words.
February 6, 2026 at 11:30 AM
The fire danced in her eyes. The flames swam, flared up, sank away, brightened again against the sooty stone, against the dark sky, against the pale sky, the gulfs of evening, the depths of air and light beyond the world.
February 6, 2026 at 9:30 AM
“I think,” Tehanu said in her soft, strange voice, “that when I die, I can breathe back the breath that made me live.”
February 6, 2026 at 7:30 AM
Ged stood still a while, like one who has received great news, and must enlarge his spirit to receive it.
February 6, 2026 at 5:30 AM
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 6, 2026 at 3:30 AM
The Old Powers of earth are not for men to use. They were never given into our hands, and in our hands they work only ruin. Ill means, ill end. I was not drawn here, but driven here, and the force that drove me works to my undoing.
February 6, 2026 at 1:30 AM
In the latter months of his own long sickness the Master Herbal had taught him much of the healer's lore, and the first lesson and the last of all that lore was this: Heal the wound and cure the illness, but let the dying spirit go.
February 5, 2026 at 11:30 PM
He seemed not to know the uses of silence.
February 5, 2026 at 9:30 PM
That selfhood which is our torment, and our treasure, and our humanity, does not endure. It changes; it is gone, a wave on the sea. Would you have the sea grow still and the tides cease, to save one wave, to save yourself?
February 5, 2026 at 7:30 PM
I see life as a shared gift, received from others and passed on to others, living and dying as one process, in which lies both our suffering and our reward. Without mortality to purchase it, how can we have the consciousness of eternity? I think the price is worth paying.
February 5, 2026 at 5:30 PM
To light a candle is to cast a shadow.
February 5, 2026 at 3:30 PM
All or nothing, the true lover says, and that's the truth of it. My love will never die, he says. He claims eternity. And rightly. How can it die when it's life itself? What do we know of eternity but the glimpse we get of it when we enter in that bond?
February 5, 2026 at 1:30 PM
She spoke if in trance, rapture. Manan watched her. His slabby face never expressed much but stolid, careful sadness; it was sadder than usual now. “Well, and you're mistress of all that,” he said. “The silence, and the dark.”
February 5, 2026 at 11:30 AM
You don't speak of dreams as unreal. They exist. They leave a mark behind them.
February 5, 2026 at 9:30 AM
A rock is a good thing, too, you know. If the Isles of Earthsea were all made of diamond, we'd lead a hard life here. Enjoy the illusions, lad, and let the rocks be rocks.
February 5, 2026 at 7:30 AM
She could not have been born gray. Her color, her color of brown, was an essential part of her, not an accident. Her anger, timidity, brashness, gentleness, all were elements of her mixed being, her mixed nature, dark and clear right through, like Baltic amber.
February 5, 2026 at 5:30 AM
So when one stands in a cherished place for the last time before a voyage without return, he sees it all whole, and real, and dear, as he has never seen it before and never will see it again.
February 5, 2026 at 3:30 AM
The end justifies the means. But what if there never is an end? All we have is means.
February 5, 2026 at 1:30 AM
He grinned a little as he thought it; for he had always liked that pause, that fearful pause, the moment before things changed.
February 4, 2026 at 11:30 PM
And in later years he strove long to learn what can be learned, in silence, from the eyes of animals, the flight of birds, the great slow gestures of trees.
February 4, 2026 at 9:30 PM
Manhood is patience. Mastery is nine times patience.
February 4, 2026 at 7:30 PM
He seemed not to know the uses of silence.
February 4, 2026 at 5:30 PM
That is between me and my shadow.
February 4, 2026 at 3:30 PM
He grinned a little as he thought it; for he had always liked that pause, that fearful pause, the moment before things changed.
February 4, 2026 at 1:30 PM
What we do is assert the wholeness of time.
February 4, 2026 at 11:30 AM