Explore Quotes by C. J. Cherryh

Honor to the earth," the abbot said, "honor to the dead in the passing of the year; honor to the living, in the coming of the new. A Great Year passes tonight. A new one begins. Let the good that is old continue and let the rest perish.

I do not think any SFWA communication should come anywhere NEAR the internet.

The warrior may fight for gold or for an immediate gain, or for something to take home for the winter to feed the family. The soldier is part of a more complex society. He's fighting for a group ethic of some sort.

For me the purest and truest art in the world is science fiction.

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

Poisoning rarely happens in a well-managed kitchen.

Average people didn't analyze what they thought: they thought they thought, and half of it was gut reaction.

Culture is how biology responds and makes its living conditions better.

Inevitably the party trying to resolve a matter had to contend with the party most willing to exploit it.

Remember, constantly, that when you talk about 'tense of a subjunctive,' you're not talking about time. You're slipping through degrees of reality.

Watch out for a man whose enemies keep disappearing.

Deal with the Devil if the Devil has a constituency - and don't complain about the heat.

A warrior is free to be a hero and pull off daring do and the soldier is irresponsible if he does it.

It is perfectly okay to write garbage – as long as you edit brilliantly.

Science fiction is a dialogue, a tennis match, in which the Idea is volleyed from one side of the net to the other. Ridiculous to say that someone 'stole' an idea: no, no, a thousand times no. The point is the volley, and how it's carried, and what statement is made by the answering 'statement.' In other words — if Burroughs initiates a time-gate and says it works randomly, and then Norton has time gates confounded with the Perilous Seat, the Siege Perilous of the Round Table, and locates it in a bar on a rainy night — do you see both the humor and the volley in the tennis match?

Jane leaned back against the counter and stared at the ceiling. At the traditional location of God, no matter what the planet.

Ignorance killed the cat; curiosity was framed!