Roger Zelazny

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I have decided, it is fruitless. For I am no longer sure of anything concerning my existance. A philosopher is a dead poet and a dying theologian.
- Roger Zelazny
Collection: Crazy
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Tonight I will suck the marrow from your bones!” it said. “I will dry them and work them most cunningly into instruments of music! Whenever I play upon them, your spirit will writhe in bodiless agony!” “You burn prettily,” I said.
- Roger Zelazny
Collection: Play
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Death is the only limit to the road you travel.
- Roger Zelazny
Collection: Limits
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My favorite form is the short story. From an aesthetics stand point you really have to pare down to the bone. You can't write a throw-away scene.
- Roger Zelazny
Collection: Writing
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You are a fool to speak of last great battles...for the last great battle is always the next one.
- Roger Zelazny
Collection: Battle
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Go and copulate with yon purple lizard.
- Roger Zelazny
Collection: Purple
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It is a pain in the ass waiting around for someone to try to kill you.
- Roger Zelazny
Collection: Pain
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'Fire' does not matter, 'earth' and 'air' and 'water' do not matter. 'I' do not matter. No word matters. But man forgets reality and remembers words. The more words he remembers, the cleverer do his fellows esteem him. He looks upon the great transformations of the world, but he does not see them as they were seen when man looked upon reality for the first time. Their names come to his lips and he smiles as he tastes them, thinking he knows them in the naming.
- Roger Zelazny
Collection: Reality
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Sleep is perhaps the only among life's great pleasures which need not be of short duration.
- Roger Zelazny
Collection: Sleep
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The stars blazed like the love of God, cold and distant.
- Roger Zelazny
Collection: Stars
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To waste! You are unknown and unwanted, save by me. This, because you are fairly adept at the various embalming arts and you occasionally compose a clever epitaph.
- Roger Zelazny
Collection: Art
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There are none of you, good doctors, could cope with my family anyway.
- Roger Zelazny
Collection: Doctors
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I never plan ahead, with the exception of the Amber books which had to proceed in sequence. But I don't really like to know what I'm going to be working on a year in advance. So I just sign blank contracts for books and whatever strikes me as a good idea is what I write about.
- Roger Zelazny
Collection: Book
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Two days like icebergs bleak, blank, half-melting, all frigid, mainly out of sight, and definitely a threat to peace of mind drifted by and were good to put behind.
- Roger Zelazny
Collection: Sight
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It is no shame to lose to me, mortal. Even among mythical creatures there are very few who can give a unicorn a good game.
- Roger Zelazny
Collection: Games
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Death is mighty, and is no one's friend.
- Roger Zelazny
Collection: Friendship
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I would never rest until I held vengeance and the throne within my hand, and good night sweet prince to anybody who stood between me and these things.
- Roger Zelazny
Collection: Good Night
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Nick swore he'd die with this boots on, on some exotic safari, but he found his Kilimanjaro in a hospital on Earth, where they'd cured everything that was bothering him, except for the galloping pneumonia he'd picked up in the hospital. That had been, roughly, two hundred and fifty years ago. I'd been a pallbearer.
- Roger Zelazny
Collection: Pneumonia