“It was spring, the part of spring where the bursting is done, the held-in pressures of desiccated sap-veins and gum-sealed buds are gone, and all the world’s in a rush to be beautiful.” — Theodore Sturgeon Copy Share Image
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… — Theodore Sturgeon Copy Share Image
“Anger was foreign to him; he had only felt it once before. But now it came, a wash of it that made him swell,… — Theodore Sturgeon Copy Share Image
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
