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“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.”
― The Farthest Shore
― The Farthest Shore
“Which three authors, dead or alive, would you invite to a literary dinner party? is a question often asked of authors interviewed for The New York Times Book Review. What Edmund White said James Merrill said about a young fan: “Why does he want to meet us in the flesh? Doesn’t he realize the best part of us is on the page and all he’ll be meeting is an empty hive?”
― The Vulnerables
― The Vulnerables
“The traitor, the self; the self that cries I want to live; let the world burn so long as I can live!”
― The Farthest Shore
― The Farthest Shore
“Only what is mortal bears life, Arren. Only in death is there rebirth. The Balance is not a stillness. it is a movement--an eternal becoming.”
― The Farthest Shore
― The Farthest Shore
“And I did nothing, nothing but try to hide from the horror of dying." He stopped, for saying the truth aloud was unendurable. It was not shame that stopped him, but fear, the same fear. He knew now why this tranquil life in sea and sunlight on the rafts seemed to him like an after-life or a dream, unreal. It was because he knew in his heart that reality was empty: without life or warmth or color or sound: without meaning. There were no heights or depths. All this lovely play of form and light and color on the sea and in the eyes of men, was no more than that, a playing of illusions on the shallow void.”
― The Farthest Shore
― The Farthest Shore
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