Jack Vance is the reason I began reading science fiction. Somehow always thought I'd get the chance to thank him in person. RIP, you brilliant man.

Amongst lovers of fiction, Jack Vance, his imagination, wisdom, and wit will never be forgotten. Rest well, wordsmith!

To Mr. Vance, A giant who lifted me on the back of his imagination - and left vistas yet to explore. Sadly, Chun is still Unavoidable. A glass for Jack, all around.

Goodbye, Creator of Worlds. Thanks for giving me a better life.

I recently cleared out my collection of sci-fi novels - I gave away dozens and dozens of books. But not my Jack Vances; they are too dear to me. Thanks for filling my youth with wonder, thanks for the colors, the sights and the magic. Rest in peace.

A toast to the man who learnd me to reed SF and Fantasy. A big thank you for all the hours of pleasure in reading. For taking me to all that diverend worlds far beyond fantasy. I take a dram on him. Dear Mr. Vance, R.I.P.

You wrote beautifully; nobody else used English with such deft flair. Your unending reservoir of new worlds that were both wonderful and satisfying was not of this world. Thank you so much.

I found the works of Jack Vance through my love of Dungeons & Dragons. In the back of the Moldvay Basic Rules book, on page B62, there was a bibliography of "Inspirational Source Material." Jack Vance was one of many that caught my eye. The stories were wild, wondrous, and witty. Far from the typical sword-and-sorcery fare I was used to. They made me think. They made me re-read to see if I had missed anything. I miss Vance already. I would thank him for the magic and the wonder of reading about a world so out of reach, yet so tantalizingly near. Full of sheer myth and legend. Echoing with enchantment and the booming presence of so many larger-than-life characters. Shimmering with charm and color even as the star giving it life gutters and dies. I wish him well on his next journey.

One of the greatest moments of my life was when I met Jack in 1992 at the Orlando Grand Master WorldCom convention. He signed my copy of "Son of The tree". I'll continue to reread all of his books forever.

Rest well, and my sympathies to family, friends and fellow readers.

Goodbye Master, my favorite author, you really are, greetings to your family.

Thank you Mr. Vance for enlivening my imagination and giving full scope to my vocabulary. Your words were an inspiration in my formative years and continue to be so in my adult life. Thank you, and fare well.

His books live after him.

Vale Jack, you opened whole worlds to me. You made me gasp, laugh, cry and dream. nobody ever will describe the alien the way you could. you will be missed.

Thanks for the inspiration. RIP.

Thank you for these nights on Tschaï, under the lights of Az and Braz.

We members of the Baltimore Science Fiction Society have enjoyed and been inspired by your works for many years. The world as lost one of the Great Writers of the genre.

So much achieved in such a rich life. As a minor contributor to the Integral Edition, and the proud owner of a set, I have a part of him, which will serve as memorial for my great pleasure in his books, and his life

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I was just a reader, and don't deserve to comment here, but what a writer.

You brought something to the realm of science fiction and fantasy writing that few other authors could or did. Your writing never lost a sense of fun and adventure, nor has anyone equaled your knack for descriptive prose. You will be sorely missed.

I've read many of Jack Vance's works, and many are among my all-time favorites. There are characters and even lines from his books that I think of frequently. Such beauty and adventure and humor. Thanks so much, Mr. Vance.

Your books will live in me and color my life and thoughts until my last day. Thank you so much...!

One of the only two men whom I admired for something they did or for who they were is gone. I really can't find the words.

Although I had read "Vandals of the Void" as a teenager, my involvement with Jack Vance's work really began in graduate school when I read "The Dying Earth" for the first time and became an instant fan. I believe I've read at least one version of all of his published work and just recently discovered jackvance.com and therefore his biography, "Songs of the Dying Earth," and the charming and witty chamber opera based on, "Space Opera" itself. I am shocked and saddened to hear of his death, but I have his books and that is some consolation. For some reason, I keep thinking of Zab Zonk from "Araminta Station" as I write this. Perhaps it's time for bit of uiskebaugh in his memory.

The world was transformed into a much more vibrant sphere for your presence. "What exists is real; therefore it is tragic, since whatever lives must die. Only fantasy, the vapors rising from sheer nonsense, can now excite my laughter." - Lord Pirmence of Castle Lutez

I found Star King in a huge foreign bookstore in Tehran, where there was no system of filing or cataloging, in 1973 or 1974 - however, as an American expatriate, it was a major discovery. I didn't know the book or the author, but it was the beginning of a 40 year adventure and I think I've read all of his SF/Fantasy many times.

Your masterwork has been part of me since my childhood. Thank you, just to have existed, Mr Vance. A french reader.

Rest in peace, a job well done, a legacy of imagination.

Having cut my SF teeth on the likes of Clarke and Asimov (estimable in their own way but no great prose stylists) coming to Jack Vance was like getting a colour TV after years of black and white... A wonderful writer, and an incomparable crafter of arresting images, arcane dialogue and baroque landscapes. Rest in Peace.

Jack was my favorite writer. His books and stories were like fabulous, unusually lucid dreams, full of the clever dialogue you'd want to remember when you woke up so you could scribble it down. He was the only writer I ever went out of my way to visit, and he and Norma were most hospitable to me. I haven't seen him in 20 years, and I regret that. I will treasure my collection of Vance books and reread them when I need a special treat. Farewell Jack Vance.

Orators, prepare your panegyrics, pour a libation for the departed. Truly has he edified us with his scintillant prose, let us proceed with our obsequies and encomiums. Thanks, Jack, for everything.

Jack Vance could paint a picture in one sentence that was more vivid that others could do in an entire book. The world has lost an amazing writer.

Merci Mr. Vance for all those marvellous journeys you provided me through your stories. May your soul travels forever among the stars so that you'll see yourselves all those far out civilisation that exist out there.

A unique, and much loved author. I will miss him. But he will never be truly gone while I have his books by my side. Sayonara.

I have treasured Jack Vance's stories since I was a young teen. No where else are worlds so colorful, characters so rich. His books have long been my favorites. Thank you, Mr. Vance, for your brilliant creations. May you rest in peace.

One of the great elders of fantasy has gone. I am sad. RIP.

Jack Vance first caught my attention in the early 1970s. At first I was put off by the typical lurid covers, but once I was two paragraphs into STAR KING, I was hooked for life, and enjoyed reading and re-reading his wonderful works for many, many years. I cherish the two autographed copies of books that I actually waited in line at a couple of his rare appearances in bookstores to ask him for. What a wonderful writer, and all around bonhomme. He will be missed, and we will remember him fondly.

Jack to me is the best writer I will ever experience. Nothing will ever come close to the joy he has given me. I am sad but feel blessed that I first discovered him for my very own 25 years ago. Cheers to you Jack

Jack is my favourite author of all time. At one time in the distant past, when I needed a nickname, I tried out different ones for size. One stuck. Rhialto. I hoped that the name would convey to me some of his magical properties and appeal to romantic partners. Maybe it helped, but the name stuck anyway...

The entire collection of Jack Vance science fiction and fantasy resides on my shelves...something I haven't bothered to do with any other author. And some of those books have been read many times. All will be read again. In my view, Vance was the best.

Mr. Vance is gone! I can't adequately express my sense of loss to anyone but those of us whose lives have been enriched by his brilliant work.

Thanks Jack, I wished I'd have met ya and I need to read more of your books.

I cannot imagine a world without the works of Jack Vance. Tales of Dying Earth, and Cugel's Saga are imprinted on my brain. Good bye Jack. Thank you very much.

RIP jack Vance. What a wonderful legacy you've left us and the generations to come. Thank you.

Thank you very much, Jack! I´ve been a reader from then (The Sixties) until today and now am an editor and author of and about fantastic literature because great story-tellers like you made me what I am. RIP Frank Weinreich

With such a long life perhaps we should not grieve so much. But absurd or not, he was one of the most influential writers in my own creative life, and I'm very sad that he's no longer among us.

Thanks, Jack, for sharing your many gifts with us.

Thank you, Jack, for so many books and worlds. I started with "The Dragon Masters" in Galaxy, and finished with your autobiography, missing few if any stops in between. What an amazing ride! Thanks especially for the grue and "Vancian magic."

He bent, touched the soil of Tchai, crumbled a handful pf mold between his fingers. Then he too entered the unlovely hulk. The port was closed and sealed. The generators hummed. The ship lifted toward the sky. The face of Tchai receded; the Planet exhibited rotundity, became a grey brown ball, and presently was gone.

Thanks Jack, very thanks for your works,

Por Jack Vance he sufrido una devoción irracional desde el primer momento en el que me lo recomendaron. Gracias por tus viajes y tus aventuras y tu ingenio y tu gracia. Te vamos a echar de menos (y además de verdad). Gracias.

Jack, you were an amazing, visionary, startlingly gifted writer. I'm very glad you told me your stories. I don't think the writers of this piece -- published today -- knew of his death. This is an astonishing accidental tribute though: "In plain words: forced overconsumption of cultural trash is what most westerners grew up in. They grew up in the eternal present of late capitalism, with no one encouraging them to envision any kind of future. This cultural disability can be cured by cultivating a renovated desire of future worlds. Let's brush the dust off those old Robert A Heinlein books. Let's take back our Cordwainer Smiths, our Jack Vances, our Philip J Farmers, and our Ursula K Le Guins. Let's reconquer utopia." http://www.guardian.co.uk/books/2013/may/29/wu-ming-top-10-utopias

Jack, you were the greatest, thank you so much for the Demon Princes and Tschai. Your use of colorful descriptions was unparalleled.

Jack Vance was a wonderful storyteller in science fiction and fantasy. With Robert Heinlein, he was my favorite author. Thank you for all the good times I spent reading your stories.

Arrivederci Jack. RIP.

Je t'aimais fort fort, Jack. Tschaï est toujours dans ma tête. Merci pour tout.

My favorite science-fiction author, and one of my all-time favorites regardless of genre. You will be missed.

The origin of so much of what I grew up with was attributable to the genius of Jack Vance. Much of what I read today is pale imitation of his original work. Truly, a pioneer and a sad day.

Jack Vance is and always has been one of my top 5 writers ever. When I lived in Sacramento 20 years ago and worked down in the Bay I worked up my nerve and called him on the phone. Sweet guy. WONDERFUL writer.