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If all we seek is an escape, what does that say about the world we live in? That village, that city, that life? We are desperate with our dreams. What - oh, what - does that say?
Steven Erikson
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Steven Erikson
Age: 65
Born: 1959
Born: October 7
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City of Toronto
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He was a man who would never ask for sympathy. He was a man who sought only to do what was right. Such people appear in the world, every world, now and then, like a single refrain of some blessed song, a fragment caught on the spur of an otherwise raging cacophony. Imagine a world without such souls. Yes, it should have been harder to do.
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There is no struggle too vast, no odds too overwhelming, for even should we fail - should we fall - we will know that we have lived.
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Can you live without answers? All of you, ask that of yourself. Can you live without answers? Because if you cannot, then most assuredly you will invent your own answers and they will comfort you. And all those who do not share your view will by their very existence strike fear and hatred into your heart. What god blesses this?
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Every decision you make can change the world. The best life is the one the gods don't notice. You want to live free, boy, live quietly. I want to be a soldier. A hero. You'll grow out of it.
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The tiger is humbled by memories of prey.
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What matter the colour of the collar around a man's neck, if the chains linked to them were identical?
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A story invites both writer and reader into a kind of superficial ease: we want to slide along, pleasingly entertained, lost in the fictional dream.
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The only consistent narrative we possess is one that we share with every other life-form: we are born, we live, and then we die.
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No purer artist exists or has ever existed than a child freed to imagine.
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Never, dear gods. Never mess with mortals.
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Show me a god that does not demand mortal suffering. Show me a god that celebrates diversity, a celebration that embraces even non-believers, and is not threatened by them. Show me a god that understands the meaning of peace. In life, not in death.
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Chaos needs no allies, for it dwells like a poison in every one of us.
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