It was like that all the time, in those years: an endless trip, a gaudy voyage. But powers decay. Time leaches the colors from the best of visions. The world becomes grayer. Entropy beats us down. Everything fades. Everything goes. Everything dies. Robert Silverberg More Quotes by Robert Silverberg More Quotes From Robert Silverberg Three Rules for Literary Success: 1. Read a lot. Robert Silverberg threewriting Never pass by a chance to shut up. Robert Silverberg shut-upchance There are true unseen forces, but not nearly so many as we believe, nor would they rule us so sternly if we did not admit them to our souls. We would not be assailed half so often by devils, had we not taken the trouble to invent so many of them. Robert Silverberg takensoulbelieve Thus does the unyielding, inescapable future ineluctably devour the present. Robert Silverberg unyieldingdoe Utopias are boring. Distopias on the other hand, are interesting. Robert Silverberg boringhandsinteresting Men of great spirit are at high risk at a time when small souls rule the world. Robert Silverberg risksoulmen When you know that something is dying inside you, you learn not to put much trust in the random vitalities of the fleeting moment. Robert Silverberg fleetingvitalitydying One defining symptom of decadence is a fondness for vast and nonsensical extravagance. Robert Silverberg nonsensicaldefiningextravagance We are born by accident into a purely random universe. Robert Silverberg accidentsbornuniverse I hate no one, sir. It seems a waste of emotional energy. Robert Silverberg emotionalhateenergy To devote oneself to vigilance when the enemy is an imaginary one is idle, and to congratulate oneself for looking long and well for a foe that is not coming is foolish and sinful. My life has been a waste. Robert Silverberg wastelongenemy It has been suggested that Tiptree is female, a theory that I find absurd, for there is to me something ineluctably masculine about Tiptree’s writing. I don’t think the novels of Jane Austen could have been written by a man nor the stories of Ernest Hemingway by a woman, and in the same way I believe the author of the James Tiptree stories is male. Robert Silverberg writingmenbelieve Unacceptable, maybe. But not unthinkable. Nothing's unthinkable once somebody's thought it. Robert Silverberg unthinkable The denizens of Citizens Service Houses are not, as a rule, gifted with a lot of common sense, but they often make up for that by being extremely argumentative and vindictive. Robert Silverberg common-sensecitizenshouse Ignorance can't be pardoned. Only cured. Robert Silverberg ignorance Autobiography. Apparently one should not name the names of those one has been to bed with, or give explicit figures on the amount of money one has earned, those being the two data most eagerly sought by readers; all the rest is legitimate to reveal. Robert Silverberg datanamestwo I find the world and all it contains extremely fascinating. Is this sinful? Robert Silverberg fascinatingworld Aristocrats might shrug, but commoners, dreading any collapse of the social order, wanted the rules of behavior to be observed. Robert Silverberg behaviormightorder Living, we fret. Dying, we live. I’ll keep that in mind. I’ll be of good cheer. Robert Silverberg cheerdyingmind Who could not return from a visit to Jack Vance's world, without feeling that he had been somewhere unique, that he had experienced things unavailable in our mundane world? Robert Silverberg uniquefeelingsworld
