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And I came to the land where the sun is a tarnished penny, where the wind is a whip, where two moons play at hot rod games, and a hell of sand gives you the incendiary itches whenever you look at it.

— Roger Zelazny Four for Tomorrow (1967)

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At the end of the season of sorrows comes the time of rejoicing. Spring, like a well-oiled clock, noiselessly indicates this time.

The Last Defender of Camelot (1980)

Between the black of yesterday and the white of tomorrow is the great gray of today, filled with nostalgia and fear of the future.

The Dream Master (1966)

Anyone who rushes toward an unknown peril simply to satisfy a desire for excitement is a fool.

Today We Choose Faces (1973)

There comes a time in the history of all bureaucracies when they must inevitably parody their own functions.

Isle of the Dead (1969)

To struggle against the dreamers who dream ugliness, be they men or gods, cannot but be the will of the Nameless.

Lord of Light (1967)

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