For years, I thought I simply didn't dream. I felt left out. Everybody else had a thing I didn't have. — Theodore Sturgeon Copy Share Image
“She was perhaps seventeen when it happened. She was in Central Park, in New York. It was too warm for such an early spring day, and the hammered brown slopes had a dusting of green of precisely the consistency of that morning's hoarfrost on the rocks. But the frost was gone and the grass was brave and tempted some hundreds… — Theodore Sturgeon Copy Share
“Anger was foreign to him; he had only felt it once before. But now it came, a wash of it that made him swell, that drained and left him weak. And he himself was the object of it. For hadn’t he known? Hadn’t he taken a name for himself, knowing that the name was a crystallization of all he had… — Theodore Sturgeon Copy Share
Fear is a survival instinct; fear in its way is a comfort for it means that somewhere hope is alive. — Theodore Sturgeon Copy Share Image
I repeat Sturgeon's Revelation, which was wrung out of me after twenty years of wearying defense of science fiction against attacks of people who… — Theodore Sturgeon Copy Share Image
Once I had all the facts in, I found I didn't have the immoral courage to pull the caper. So I wrote it as… — Theodore Sturgeon Copy Share Image
It should consist of short, sharply focused sentences, each of which is a whole scene in itself. — Theodore Sturgeon Copy Share Image
Logic and truth are two very different things, but they often look the same to the mind that's performing the logic. — Theodore Sturgeon Copy Share Image
Science fiction, outside of poetry, is the only literary field which has no limits, no parameters whatsoever. — Theodore Sturgeon Copy Share Image
Create a world in which these things do or do not exist, or in which they are extended in some way. Test reality against… — Theodore Sturgeon Copy Share Image
