Roger Zelazny
Roger Zelazny
Roger Joseph Zelaznywas an American poet and writer of fantasy and science fiction short stories and novels, best known for The Chronicles of Amber. He won the Nebula award three timesand the Hugo award six times, including two Hugos for novels: the serialized novel ...And Call Me Conradand then the novel Lord of Light...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionWriter
Date of Birth13 May 1937
CountryUnited States of America
differences long shapes
I fail to see what difference it makes whether it be supernatural or not--so long as it is malefic, possesses great powers and life span and has the ability to change its shape at will.
sleep duration needs
Sleep is perhaps the only among life's great pleasures which need not be of short duration.
nice stronger would-be
It would be nice if there were some one thing constant and unchanging in the universe. If there is such a thing, then it is a thing which would have to be stronger than love, and it is a thing which I do not know.
sight two mind
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.
sea smell dwelling
Dwelling beside a body of water is tonic for the weary psyche. Sea smells, sea birds, seawrack, sands - alternately cool, warm, moist and dry - a taste of brine and the presence of the rocking, slopping bluegraygreen spit-flecked waters, has the effect of rinsing the emotions, bathing the outlook, bleaching the conscience.
time men climbing
Time passed slowly, like and old man climbing a hill.
battle thighs maidens
The day of battle dawned pink as the fresh-bitten thigh of a maiden.
buddhist men reality
No word matters. But man forgets reality and remembers words.
bye good-bye hello
Good-bye and hello, as always.
army men years
An army, great in space, may offer opposition in a brief span of time. One man, brief in space, must spread his opposition across a period of many years if he is to have a chance of succeeding.
spring sorrow clock
At the end of the season of sorrows comes the time of rejoicing. Spring, like a well-oiled clock, noiselessly indicates this time.
confused criticism reform
The function of criticism should not be confused with the function of reform.
white yesterday black
Between the black of yesterday and the white of tomorrow is the great gray of today.
purple lizards
Go and copulate with yon purple lizard.