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Nathaniel Sr.: You aren't even grateful, are you?
David: Grateful? For the worst fucking experience of my life?
Nathaniel Sr.: You hang onto your pain like it means something, like it's worth something. Well, let me tell 'ya, it's not worth shit. Let it go. Infinite possibilities, and all he can do is whine.
David: Well, what am I supposed to do?
Nathaniel Sr.: What do you think? You can do anything, you lucky bastard, you're alive! What's a little pain compared to that?
David: It can't be that simple.
Nathaniel Sr.: [putting his arm around David and pulling him closer] What if it is?

Six Feet Under. Untitled [4.12] 

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I found myself simultaneously drawn to the vibrancy of the living world and disinclined to participate in it.

Rachel Swirsky.

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Siempre quise aburrirme y nunca pude.
A un amigo mío, a Nano, el hijo del notario Antón, siempre le era de lo más fácil.
Sólo con decir:
—Me aburro.
Ya se le ponía cara de asco.
Yo decía:
—Me aburro.
Y no funcionaba.

Juan Farias. Los caminos de la luna

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Las distancias en Groenlandia del Norte se miden en sinik, en "sueños", en el número de pernoctas que dura un viaje. No puede decirse que realmente sea una distancia porque, según el tiempo y la estación del año, el número de sinik puede variar. Tampoco se trata de un concepto temporal. (...)
Sinik no es una distancia, no es un número de días o de horas. Es un fenómeno espacial y temporal, un concepto dentro del tiempo espacial que describe la unión entre el espacio, el movimiento y el tiempo, obvio para los esquimales pero imposible de ser recogido por ninguna lengua europea común.

Peter Høeg. La señorita Smila y su especial percepción de la nieve

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The artist as magician. The Trickster. Prospero. That is the only truly allegorical aspect it has of which I am conscious. If there are other allegories in it please don't tell me; I hate allegories. A is "really" B, and a hawk is "really" a handshaw-bah. Humbug. Any creation, primary or secondary, with any vitality to it, can "really" be a dozen mutually exclusive things at once, before breakfast.

Ursula K. Le Guin. The Language of the Night

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I did not know this before I wrote the foregoing sentence. Or did I know it, and simply never thought about it? What's in a name? A lot, that's what.

Ursula K. Le Guin. Dreams must explain themselves

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That is what the practice of an art is, you keep looking for the outside edge. When you find it you make a whole, solid, real and beautiful thing; anything else is incomplete.

Ursula K. Le Guin. The Language of the Night

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For fantasy is true, of course. It's not factual, but it is true. Children know that. Adults know it true, and that is precisely why many of them are afraid of fantasy.

Ursula K. Le Guin. The Language of the Night

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There is no right way to act when you're the hero or heroine in a fairy tale.

Ursula K. Le Guin. The Language of the Night

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Their imaginations were flywheels on the ramshackle machinery of the awful truth.

Kurt Vonnegut. Breakfast of Champions

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I came just like you did. By time-leaping and teleportation.

Yasutaka Tsutsui. The Girl who Leapt Through Time

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Even though he had no pockets, there was something about Maurice that made everyone want to check their change as often as possible.

Terry Pratchett. The Amazing Maurice and His Educated Rodents 

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The Doctor: The human superpower, forgetting. If you could remember how things felt, you'd have stopped having wars. And stopped having babies.

Doctor Who. e10 s8

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If you feel you need permission to do all the reading and writing your little heart desires, however, consider it hereby granted by yours truly.

Stephen King. On Writing

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El hombre construye casas porque está vivo, pero escribe libros porque se sabe mortal. Vive en grupo porque es gregario, pero lee porque se sabe solo.

Daniel Pennac. Como una novela

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Todo lo existente es improbable, pues todo es extraño, innecesario y un atentado contra la razón.

Robert Sheckley. Trueque mental

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Writing is a lonely job. Having someone who believes in you makes a lot of difference. They don’t have to make speeches. Just believing is usually enough.

Stephen King. On Writing

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You have to be confident and relaxed at the same time. You have to be capable— Where’s that quotation . . . ” She reached into the muddle of papers on her desk and found a scrap on which someone had written with a green pen. She read: “ ‘ . . . Capable of being in uncertainties, mysteries, doubts, without any irritable reaching after fact and reason.’ You have to get into that state of mind. That’s from the poet Keats, by the way.

Philip Pullman. The Subtle Knife: His Dark Materials