Michael Moorcock (Michael John Moorcock) Quotes

Man may trust man, Prince Elric, but perhaps we'll never have a truly sane world until men learn to trust mankind. That would mean the death of magic, I think.

Michael Moorcock

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• The past is a script we are constantly rewriting.

  

  Michael Moorcock
  • Past
  • Scripts
  • Rewriting

• The problems for which I could find no solution in fact had no solution.

  

  Michael Moorcock
  • Problem
  • Facts
  • Solutions

• All Empires fall, All ages die, All strife shall be in vain. All Kings go down, All hope must fail, But Tanelorn remains Our Tanelorn remains.

  

  Michael Moorcock
  • Age
  • Fall
  • Failing

• Introduce your main characters and themes in the first third of your novel. If you are writing a plot-driven genre novel make sure all your major themes/plot elements are introduced in the first third, which you can call the introduction. Develop your themes and characters in your second third, the development. Resolve your themes, mysteries and so on in the final third, the resolution.

  

  Michael Moorcock
  • Writing
  • Character
  • Mystery

• Treasures are not won by care and forethought but by swift slaying and reckless attack.

  

  Michael Moorcock
  • Care
  • Treasure
  • Reckless

• What the local politicians actually meant was that they hoped to claim the land in the name of the public and then make the usual profits privatizing it. There was a principle at stake. They had to ensure their friends and not outsiders got the benefit.

  

  Michael Moorcock
  • Names
  • Politician
  • Principles

• Our scientific advances will be merely obscene unless they help the large part of our world's population emerge from miserable uncertainty and debilitating terror.

  

  Michael Moorcock
  • World
  • Terror
  • Miserable

• There was no more dangerous kind of madman than one who devoted a good brain and a courageous heart to unhealthy ambitions.

  

  Michael Moorcock
  • Heart
  • Kind
  • Brain

• It remains a mystery to me why some of that pulp fiction should be judged inferior to the rafts and rafts of bad social literary fiction which continues to be treated by literary editors as if it were somehow superior, or at least worthier of our attention. The careerist literary imperialism of the Bloomsbury years did a lot to produce fiction's present unseemly polarities.

  

  Michael Moorcock
  • Attention
  • Social
  • Mystery

• Trapped. Sinking. Can't be myself. Made into what other people expect. Is that everyone's fate? Were the great individualists the products of their friends who wanted a great individualist as a friend?

  

  Michael Moorcock
  • Fate
  • Wanted
  • Products

• Here, I thought, I had found the human race in its final stages of decadence perverse, insouciant, without ambition. And I could not blame them. After all, they had no future.

  

  Michael Moorcock
  • Humans
  • Ambition
  • Race

• And you, Prince Elric? She attracted the albino's wandering attention. Do you know his story? Elric shook his head. I only know, he said, that he is a shape-changer and, that most cursed of souls, a person of rare goodness and sanity. Imagine such torment as is his!

  

  Michael Moorcock
  • Soul
  • Attention
  • Imagine

• The book trade invented literary prizes to stimulate sales, not to reward merit.

  

  Michael Moorcock
  • Book
  • Trade
  • Rewards

• What happened to fantasy for me is what also happened to rock and roll. It found a common denominator for making maximum money. As a result, it lost its tensions, its anger, its edginess and turned into one big cup of cocoa.

  

  Michael Moorcock
  • Common
  • Found
  • Fantasy

• I think of myself as a bad writer with big ideas, but I'd rather be that than a big writer with bad ideas.

  

  Michael Moorcock
  • Ideas

• It's History that's caused all the troubles in the past.

  

  Michael Moorcock
  • Past
  • Trouble

• It's getting late. I must return to my ship or my men will think I've drowned and be celebrating.

  

  Michael Moorcock
  • Return
  • Celebrate
  • Late

• By means of our myths and legends we maintain a sense of what we are worth and who we are. Without them we should undoubtedly go mad.

  

  Michael Moorcock
  • Mean
  • Should
  • Mad

• Americans need bullshit the way koala bears need eucalyptus leaves. They've become totally addicted to it. They get so much of it back home that they can't survive without it.

  

  Michael Moorcock
  • Home
  • Way
  • Needs

• Is the prisoner a prisoner because he lives in a cage or because he knows that he lives in a cage?

  

  Michael Moorcock
  • Knows
  • Cages
  • Prisoner Cages

• Heroes betray us. By having them, in real life, we betray ourselves.

  

  Michael Moorcock
  • Real
  • Hero
  • Betray

• When gods die, self-respect buds', murmured Orland Fank. 'Gods and their examples are not needed by those who respect themselves and, consequently, respect others. Gods are for children, for little, fearful people, for those who would have no responsibility to themselves or their fellows.

  

  Michael Moorcock
  • Children
  • Responsibility
  • Example

• The Lords of Chaos are the enemies of Logic, the jugglers of Truth, the molders of Beauty

  

  Michael Moorcock
  • Enemy
  • Chaos
  • Lord

• Man may trust man, Prince Elric, but perhaps we'll never have a truly sane world until men learn to trust mankind. That would mean the death of magic, I think.

  

  Michael Moorcock
  • World
  • Mean
  • Magic