Night falls; the traveler must pass down village streets, between the houses with yellow- lit windows, and on out into the darkness of the fields. Each alone, they go west or north, towards the mountains. They go on. They leave Omelas, they walk ahead into the darkness, and they do not come back. The place they go towards is a place even less imaginable to most of us than the city of happiness. I cannot describe it at all. It is possible that it does not exist. But they seem to know where they are going, the ones who walk away from Omelas.
Ursula K. Le GuinGo to bed; tired is stupid.
Ursula K. Le GuinFor in this love he now felt there was compassion: without which love is untempered, and is not whole, and does not last.
Ursula K. Le GuinTry to choose carefully, Arren, when the great choices must be made. {...} But each deed you do, each act, binds you to itself and to its consequences, and makes you act again and yet again. Then very seldom do you come upon a space, a time like this, between act and act, when you may stop and simply be.
Ursula K. Le GuinFantasy is not antirational, but pararational; not realistic but surrealistic, a heightening of reality. In Freud's terminology, it employs primary not secondary process thinking. It employs archetypes which, as Jung warned us, are dangerous things. Fantasy is nearer to poetry, to mysticism, and to insanity than naturalistic fiction is. It is a wilderness, and those who go there should not feel too safe.
Ursula K. Le GuinThis concern, feebly called 'love of nature', seemed to Shevek to be something much broader than love. There are souls, he thought, whose umbilicus has never been cut. They never got weaned from the universe. They do not understand death as an enemy; they look forward to rotting and turning into humus.
Ursula K. Le GuinThe prisoner is the jailer's jailer.
Ursula K. Le GuinMinne oppaani ystävällisyydessään minut johdattavat, / Minä seuraan, seuraan kevyesti / eikä tomuun taaksemme / jää ainuttakaan jalanjälkeä.
Ursula K. Le GuinTo see a candle's light one must take it into a dark place.
Ursula K. Le Guin...close up, a world's all dirt and rocks... The way to see how beautiful the earth is, is to see it as the moon. The way to see how beautiful life is, is from the vantage point of death.
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