Aw, Poke, you poor, kind, decent, stupid girl. You saved me and I let you down. — Orson Scott Card Copy Share Image
Isn't it possible, he wondered, for one person to love another without trying to own each other? Or is that buried so deep in our genes that we can never get it out? Territoriality. My wife. My friend. My lover. My outrageous and annoying computer personality who's about to be shut off at the behest of a half-crazy girl with… — Orson Scott Card Copy Share
Asking a man if he could be trusted was like asking an unwed girl if she was a virgin. The question mattered,… — Orson Scott Card Copy Share Image
She remembered the story from her childhood, about Adam and Eve in the garden, and the talking snake. Even as a little… — 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 Image
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: the mythic truth about human nature in general, the particular truth about those life-communities that define our own identity, and the most specific truth of all: our own self-story. Fiction, because it is not about someone… — 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 Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
Science fiction is about what could be but isn't; fantasy is about what couldn't be. — Orson Scott Card Copy Share Image
