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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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Steven Erikson
Age: 65
Born: 1959
Born: October 7
Anthropologist
Archaeologist
Novelist
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City of Toronto
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Tell me, Tool, what dominates your thoughts? The Imass shrugged before replying. I think of futility, Adjunct. Do all Imass think about futility? No. Few think at all. Why is that? The Imass leaned his head to one side and regarded her. Because, Adjunct, it is futile.
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The harder the world, the fiercer the honour.
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A civilization can easily drown in what it knows as in what doesn't know. Consider,' he continued, Gotho's Folly. Gotho's curse was in being too aware - of everything. Every permutation, every potential. Enough to poison every scan he cast on the world. It availed him naught, and worse, he was aware of even that.
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The tiger is humbled by memories of prey.
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So you say, with your shiny hair and pouty lips - and those breasts - just wait till you start dropping whelps, they'll be at your ankles one day, big as they are - not the whelps, the breasts. The whelps will be in your hair - no, not the shiny hair on your head, well, yes, that hair, but only as a manner of speech.
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The stars, they are as the sun. Each star. Every star. And those spheres- they are worlds, realms, each one different yet the same.
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You must dismantle your sources, lest you do nothing but ape the prejudices of others
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The soul knows no greater anguish than to take a breath that begins with love and ends with grief.
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And over it all, the butterflies swarmed, like a million yellow-pettalled flowers dancing on swirling winds.
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Your brain works with all the subtlety of a malicious child.
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The lesson of history is that no one learns.
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First in , Last out. Motto of the bridgeburners
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More than one philosopher has claimed that we ever remain children, far beneath the indurated layers that make up the armour of adulthood. Armour encumbers, restricts the body and soul within it. But it also protects. Blows are blunted. Feelings lose their edge, leaving us to suffer naught but a plague of bruises, and, after a time, bruises fade.
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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?
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None could guess my confusion, my host of deluded illusions and elusive delusions! A mantle of marble hiding a crumbling core of sandstone. See how they stare at me, wondering, all wondering, at my secret wellspring of wisdom...' Let's kill him,' Crokus muttered, 'if only to put him out of our misery.
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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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With the Black Company series Glen Cook single-handedly changed the face of fantasy—something a lot of people didn’t notice and maybe still don’t. He brought the story down to a human level, dispensing with the cliché archetypes of princes, kings, and evil sorcerers. Reading his stuff was like reading Vietnam War fiction on peyote.
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A celebration of insignificance, Is that all we are in the end? And one day I’ll just be one more of those faces, frozen in death and wonder
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