# Quote — Tanith Lee, The Birthgrave

> I cried out. I turned the pages, one after the other, in a frenzy. I could not believe what I saw, would not believe it. For the pages of the book were blank.
>
> Oh, yes, there had been writing, this much I could see, but the inks had faded. Now there were only faint smudges and marks here and there on the yellowness. And I could tell nothing from them…
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> It came to me, as I walked, how bitter the irony of the Book had been which had said: Herein the Truth. For it had a truth of its own in its bleached barrenness. What was truth except something which faded, lost its shape, grew unreadable and indistinguishable, at last a blank page for men to write on what they wished.

- Author: [Tanith Lee](https://www.leafyquotes.com/tanith-lee.md)
- Book: [The Birthgrave](https://www.leafyquotes.com/tanith-lee/the-birthgrave.md)
- Page: 357
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- Quote page: https://www.leafyquotes.com/tanith-lee/the-birthgrave/i-cried-out

## More from this book

> “All my life,” I said, “knowledge has come to me for which I was not ready.”

p. 379 — [Quote page](https://www.leafyquotes.com/tanith-lee/the-birthgrave/all-my-life.md)

> “When will they fight?” I asked.
>
> “Tomorrow. Daybreak. It is man’s work.”
>
> I laughed. “I too have fought and killed, Kotta. It is the work of fools, not men.”

p. 333 — [Quote page](https://www.leafyquotes.com/tanith-lee/the-birthgrave/when-will-they.md)

> Vazkor had picked his creatures well—narrow, unintelligent men, good fighters, unafraid because they had no imagination, loyal because they responded to their own sense, and until now, there had always been enough food and wine, women and prestige; trustworthy in this last extremity because the old order had been good to them, and Vazkor seemed able to restore it.

p. 305 — [Quote page](https://www.leafyquotes.com/tanith-lee/the-birthgrave/vazkor-had-picked.md)