There is no information about corporations. There is only disinformation.

Virginity is now a mere preamble or waiting room to be got out of as soon as possible; it is without significance.

Her concern with landscapes and living creatures was passionate. This concern, feebly called, "the 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. It was strange to see Takver take a leaf into her hand, or even a rock. She became an extension of it, it of her.

O foolish writer. Now moves. Even in storytime, dreamtime, once-upon-a-time, now isn't then.

Artists are people who are not at all interested in the facts - only in the truth.

The question is always the same with a dragon: will he talk with you or will he eat you?

Take the tale in your teeth, then, and bite till the blood runs, hoping it's not poison.