Nothing said in words ever came out quite even. Things in words got twisted and ran together, instead of staying straight and fitting together.

Part of the particular interest and beauty of science fiction and fantasy: writer and reader collaborate in world-making.

Fiction—and poetry and drama— cleanse the doors of perception.

The quality of the will to power is, precisely, growth. Achievement is its cancellation. To be, the will to power must increase with each fulfillment, making the fulfillment only a step to a further one. The vaster the power gained the vaster the appetite for more.

Great self-destruction follows upon unfounded fear.

In that moment Ged understood the singing of the bird, and the language of the water falling in the basin of the fountain, and the shape of the clouds, and the beginning and end of the wind that stirred the leaves; it seemed to him that he himself was a word spoken by the sunlight.

While we read a novel, we are insane—bonkers. We believe in the existence of people who aren't there, we hear their voices... Sanity returns (in most cases) when the book is closed.