She worked her toes into the sand, feeling the tiny delicious pain of the friction of tiny chips of silicon against the tender flesh between her toes. That's life. It hurts, it's dirty, and it feels very, very good. — 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
