He wanted to talk and had nothing to say.

Samuel R. Delany

Mots clés dhalgren



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they were nice in a useless sort of way, which is, after all, the only way to be truly nice.

Samuel R. Delany

Mots clés uselessness niceness



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Presumptuous bastard,' Tak said. 'Sunset? He might at least wait and see if there's a tomorrow morning.

Samuel R. Delany

Mots clés assumptions sunset end-of-the-world dhalgren



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Science fiction isn’t just thinking about the world out there. It’s also thinking about how that world might be—a particularly important exercise for those who are oppressed, because if they’re going to change the world we live in, they—and all of us—have to be able to think about a world that works differently.

Samuel R. Delany

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So howled out for the world to give him a name.
The indark answered with wind.

Samuel R. Delany


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stupidity: a process, not a state. A human being takes in far more information than he or she can put out. “Stupidity” is a process or strategy by which a human, in response to social denigration of the information she or he puts out, commits him or herself to taking in no more information than she or he can put out. (Not to be confused with ignorance, or lack of data.) Since such a situation is impossible to achieve because of the nature of mind/perception itself in its relation to the functioning body, a continuing downward spiral of functionality and/or informative dissemination results,’ and he understood why! ‘The process, however, can be reversed,’ the voice continued, ‘at any time.

Samuel R. Delany

Mots clés knowledge stupidity ignorance



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What I write [. . .] doesn't seem to be . . . true. I mean I can model so little of what it's about. Life is a very terrible thing, mostly, with points of wonder and beauty. Most of what makes it terrible, though, is simply that there's so much of it, blaring in through the five senses. In my loft, alone, in the middle of the night, it comes blaring in. So I work at culling enough from it to construct moments of order.

Samuel R. Delany


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