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domingo, 30 de agosto de 2015

Deliciosa Leitura Fantástica (84)

I don’t know. Do men kill men, except in madness? Does any beast kill its own kind? Only the insects. These yumens kill us as lightly as we kill snakes. The one who taught me said that they kill one another, in quarrels, and also in groups, like ants fighting. I haven’t seen that. But I know they don’t spare one who asks life. They will strike a bowed neck, I have seen it! There is a wish to kill in them, and therefore I saw fit to put them to death.

The Word for World is Forest, Ursula K. Le Guin

domingo, 23 de agosto de 2015

Deliciosa Leitura Fantástica (83)


For if it's all the rest of us who are killed by the suicide, it's himself whom the murderer kills; only he has to do is over, and over, and over.

The Word for World is Forest, Ursula K. Le Guin

domingo, 16 de agosto de 2015

Deliciosa Leitura Fantástica (82)


A forest ecology is a delicate one. If the forest perishes, its fauna may go with it. The Athshean word for world is also the word for forest.

The Word for World is Forest, Ursula K. Le Guin

domingo, 9 de agosto de 2015

Deliciosa Leitura Fantástica (81)


The most winning characteristic of the rather harsh Cetian temperament was curiosity, inopportune, and inexhaustible curiosity; Cetians died eagerly, curious as to what came next.

The Word for World is Forest, Ursula K. Le Guin

sábado, 31 de maio de 2014

Deliciosa Leitura Fantástica (27)

Sometimes a god comes," Selver said. "He brings a new way to do a thing, or a new thing to be done. A new kind of singing, or a new kind of death. He brings this across the bridge between the dream-time and the world-time. When he has done this, it is done. You cannot take things that exist in the world and try to drive them back into the dream, to hold them inside the dream with walls and pretenses. That is insanity. What is, is. There is no use pretending, now, that we do not know how to kill one another.
 
The Word for World is Forest, Ursula K. Le Guin