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I do not know why it distressed me so much to see an animal die when human death did not move me. Perhaps because they were more beautiful, and there is no corruption in them, while in the best of men there can always be found some guilt or wickedness which seems to have earned him death.
Tanith Lee
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True beauty is always oddly surprising.
Tanith Lee
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Night, the dark widow, came walking on the hills.
Tanith Lee
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The rites were just the husks left over from deeper things, no pith remaining and no mystery, nothing to lift up the soul or go to the brain like wine. And, as generally happens, the more truth the ritual lost the more they bolstered it with significance. There is a saying among the Moi: The chief is clad in gold and purple, only the god dares to go naked.
Tanith Lee
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Such an accusation is as stupid as it is absurd.
Tanith Lee
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Somewhere in me was a rod of steel to which I clung. I’d had a vision, as good as any vision given to any poet, sage, or prophet in the past. I wasn’t elated, I wasn’t confident even, but somehow, I knew, and with the end of doubt had come the death of despair.
Tanith Lee
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What a son I’ve made. The midwives must have turned me in my labor so that I lay on your brain and crushed it.
Tanith Lee
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Sickness, the serpent, is coming to bite you,Death, the old dark man, is coming to carry you off,Rest uneasy, you stinking carrion, on your gold beds.
Tanith Lee
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Anyhow, I arrived, and I did feel pretty weird, actually, as if I’d left something behind. My head or something.
Tanith Lee
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'What’s Hell?' inquired Wild-Eye. 'You should visit before you pass judgement on a place. And have you never heard it said, the Dark One is a gentleman?'
Tanith Lee
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He had been too near the hard facts of religions as a child to find it soothing.
Tanith Lee
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Dust had dimmed only a fraction, not enough. Decay had brushed with its rotten fingers not nearly all it should. It was an enchanted sweet, stuck in the throat of time.
Tanith Lee
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The sea was a phenomenon I had never clapped eyes on for myself, yet it seemed, from the tales, a destination ultimate and uncompromising. The ocean’s edge, the brink of the land; the lip of Chaos.
Tanith Lee
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A few old men began to say there had been a winter like this when they were warriors, and that it was a year of catastrophe and disappointment. But old men will ever spin this wheel. The summers were always hotter and the winters colder in the days of their strength, and the air thick with epic drama and portent.
Tanith Lee
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'But what am I to do?' cried the Prince.'What you feel you must,' said the Theel. 'That’s the only thing to do at any time.'
Tanith Lee
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There was no room in him for curiosity; The capacity for observation had long since starved on the aridness of his soul.
Tanith Lee
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Spells are words, and words are merely noises. You are the sorceress, not your instruction. Don’t limit yourself.
Tanith Lee
