I'll have that someday, thought Peter. Someone who'll kiss me good-bye at the door. Or maybe just someone to put a blindfold over my head before they shoot me. Depending on how things turn out. — Orson Scott Card Copy Share Image
We're like the wicked witch. We promise gingerbread, then eat the little brats alive. — Orson Scott Card Copy Share
I think that most of us, anyway, read these stories that we know are not "true" because we're hungry for another kind of truth:… — Orson Scott Card Copy Share
“Why did he hesitate? He finally admitted to himself that he was like an American child who was almost completely certain about Santa Claus,… — Orson Scott Card Copy Share
“I don't know of a soul who doesn't maintain two separate lists of doctrines - the ones they believe they believe; and the ones… — Orson Scott Card Copy Share
“The devil?” Jason heaved the tick over his shoulder like a collier with his sack. “Satan. The adversary. The enemy of the plan of… — Orson Scott Card Copy Share
“What we've done is make the categories of science fiction and fantasy larger, freer, and more inclusive than any other genre of contemporary literature.… — Orson Scott Card Copy Share
“Ender, for the past few months you have been the battle commander of our fleets. This was the Third Invasion. There were no games,… — Orson Scott Card Copy Share
Science fiction is about what could be but isn't; fantasy is about what couldn't be. — Orson Scott Card Copy Share
“Of course they accused Marcão of having done it without provocation—that’s the way of torturers of every age, to put the blame on the… — Orson Scott Card Copy Share
“Civilization is only a pretense; in the crisis, we become mere apes again, forgetting the rational biped of our pretensions and becoming instead the… — Orson Scott Card Copy Share
“Where did this whole thing begin? If what we think of as reality is just a pattern that somebody brought Outside, and the universe… — Orson Scott Card Copy Share
