C. J. Cherryh Quotes

He could be distracted, still, by beauty, by the wonder of a stroke of sunlight. Perhaps at such tim...

He knew that he wielded magic as well as iron, and yet looked away from it, and made himself fables ...

He said sometimes when you're young you have to think about things, because you're forming your valu...

Watch out for a man whose enemies keep disappearing.

What the visual media could not carry into living rooms, the general public could not long remain ex...

It lent a Man a certain peace of mind... to ride through threats and terrors unhearing: it even lent...

But, oh, how precious those things were! To look at the sky, breathe the cold wind, have fingers nip...

Could there be a snare in too much beauty? Could there be too much expectation of good, and too much...

Belief... was its own magic-so long as it was carefully placed, often examined, like a bridge kept i...

He was home, but he wasn't. He had gotten where he had to go, but he hadn't. He had found out who he...

There was a certain wisdom in doing little, when one was obliged to act in ignorance.

Were the seeds of next things always there, in the circle of the year, and was that how the world wo...

A year of ending and beginning, a year of loss and finding...and all of you were with me through the...

Science fiction is a dialogue, a tennis match, in which the Idea is volleyed from one side of the ne...

He had read about evil in Efanor's little book, and how it permeated the doings of Men, but he had n...

The t'ca [ship] left them, rolled and slewed off in a maneuver that made sense to a multi-brained sn...

The world was so beautiful, and there was so much of it: he could gaze forever at the wonder of leav...

But his political sense kept up a persistent itch that said: A, Given ignorance in the mix, stupidit...

Tabini was at least canny enough in the differences between atevi and human to know that, gut level,...

He watched the desert slip under the airship's nose, and the land roughened into highlands over whic...

There was love, a reliable and real love grown in a handful of days, and Tristan did not know why it...

Trade isn't about goods. Trade is about information. Goods sit in the warehouse until information mo...

If I can make you angry... I have passed your guard again. I have given you something to think about...

Is that the end... of all the races and civilizations, and the dreams of the world, to be able to le...