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“There is no articulate resonance. The common problem, I suppose, is to have more to say than vocabulary and syntax can bear. That is why I am hunting in these desiccated streets. The smoke hides the sky's variety, stains consciousness, covers the holocaust with something safe and insubstantial. It protects from greater flame. It indicates fire, but obscures the source. This is not a useful city. Very little here approaches any eidolon of the beautiful.”

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Samuel R. Delany
Samuel R. Delany

Samuel R. Delany is an American author renowned for his science fiction and fantasy novels. His works are celebrated for their complex narrative structures, profound social commentary, and exploration of gender. Born on April 1, 1942, Delany's writing career spans several decades, and he has had a significant impact on contemporary literature. more

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