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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 3ee0c55 | When you have faith in something a lot of other people believe then you a member of the church" said Ceas, "When you have faith in something nobody believes, then you a complete wacko" | religion | Orson Scott Card | |
| 252c91f | He was only a child, doing what adults led him to do; but somewhere in his heart he knew that even a child is a real person, that a child's acts are real acts, that even a child's play is not without moral context. | Orson Scott Card | ||
| 692d719 | Come in, Bean." Come in Julian Delphiki, longed-for child of good and loving parents. Come in, kidnapped child, hostage of fate. Come and talk to the Fates, who are playing such clever little games with your life." | Orson Scott Card | ||
| ea807e1 | In the real world irrational things happened, impossible coincidences happened, because probability required that coincidences rarely, but not never, occur. | Orson Scott Card | ||
| ed7dd83 | It's not enough just to laugh at good fortune and say, 'Enough already.' You have to really mean it -- that you have enough. And because you mean it, you take the surplus and you give it away. Similarly, when bad fortune comes, you bear it until it becomes unbearable -- your family is hungry, or you can no longer function in your work. And then again you say, 'Enough already,' and you change something. You move; you change careers; you let .. | Orson Scott Card | ||
| 0d94b88 | Achilles might be a good papa to the family, but he was also a killer, and he never forgives. Poke knew that, though. Bean warned her, and she knew it, but she chose Achilles for their papa anyway. Chose him and then died for it. She was like that Jesus that Helga preached about in her kitchen while they ate. She died for her people. And Achilles, he was like God. He made people pay for their sins no matter what they did. The important thin.. | bean forgiveness god jesus metaphor murder poke survival | Orson Scott Card | |
| d9c5fe0 | Government is all show when it isn't murder in the dark ... or soldiers in the open. | Orson Scott Card | ||
| d698ed7 | The univers is statistically more likely to be ironic than not, | Orson Scott Card | ||
| 98101fa | It's about me, or people wouldn't be so anxious to keep me from knowing about it. The absence of information is information. ~ Ender | Orson Scott Card | ||
| d8c1859 | I am a disbeliever in the unbelievable. | Orson Scott Card | ||
| 39acd75 | He'd undone all he could. You can be sorry, and you can be forgiven, but you can't call back the futures that your bad decisions lost | Orson Scott Card | ||
| c7343e1 | Others find humanity by looking in their own hearts. Only lost souls need to search for it outside themselves. | humanity soul | Orson Scott Card | |
| 5ef87d4 | He had brought no possessions with him; he would take none away. There were none to have--everything of value was in the school computer or his own head and hands. | possession value | Orson Scott Card | |
| 5c76e69 | Do not be disingenuous with me, Colonel Graff. Americans are quite apt at playing stupid when they choose to, but I am not to be deceived. | deception | Orson Scott Card | |
| 459fee3 | Humanity does not ask us to be happy. It merely asks us to be brilliant on its behalf. Survival first, then happiness as we can manage it. | Orson Scott Card | ||
| 4266db8 | Because these fools always look up for power. People above you, they never want to share power with you. Why you look to them? They give you nothing. People below you, you give them hope, you give them respect, they give you power, cause they don't think they have any, so they don't mind giving it up. | hope people power respect | Orson Scott Card | |
| 041ceae | We don't punish the ones who fail. They just-don't go on, | fail failure genius life love | Orson Scott Card | |
| aef7bd0 | Happiness can depend as easily on useless things as on useful ones. | Orson Scott Card | ||
| 1c77ae1 | Ender mentally added him to his private list of people who also qualified as human beings. | Orson Scott Card | ||
| bdf6d5d | We live in a time when moderates are treated worse than extremists, being punished as if they were more fanatical than the actual fanatics. | moderates | Orson Scott Card | |
| e46667d | I speak to everyone in the language they understand," said Ender. "That isn't being slick. It's being clear" | Orson Scott Card | ||
| ba94ce8 | What I want," he said softly, "is to stand in this meadow and walk in the light of the sun." | Orson Scott Card | ||
| 6f3c7a1 | Test can't messure what really matters. | Orson Scott Card | ||
| 7dfb4ab | Ender was a destroyer, but what he destroyed was illusion, and the illusion had to die...the truth about ourselves. Somehow this ancient man is able to see the truth and it doesn't blind his eyes or drive him mad. I must listen to this voice and let its power come to me so I, too, can stare at the light and not die. | Orson Scott Card | ||
| 700cd3b | That was great. They're calling him Buttwatcher now. Just "Watcher" in front of the teachers, but everybody knows what he's watching." | Orson Scott Card | ||
| 18a61c0 | it seemed a part of her life, to step from the ancient to the modern, back and forth. She felt rather sorry for those who knew only one and not the other. It was better, she thought, to be able to select from the whole menu of human achievements than to be bound within one narrow range. | modern modern-society traditional-society | Orson Scott Card | |
| f172dbc | You get all the pleasures of the puppeteer. | graff manipulation | Orson Scott Card | |
| a1b53ae | He woke up and fought another battle and won. Then he went to bed and slept again and dreamed again and then he woke up and won again and slept again and he hardly noticed when waking became sleeping. Nor did he care. | ender genius life purpuse sleep truth | Orson Scott Card | |
| 4bfba5f | I learned to separate the story from the writing, probably the most important thing that any storyteller has to learn-- that there are a thousand right ways to tell a story, and ten million wrong ones, and you're a lot more likely to find one of the latter than the former your first time through the tale. (Introduction to Ender's Game) | storytelling writing | Orson Scott Card | |
| d96a8f5 | I say, sah! Sorry to trouble you to get off your big fat bottom and help a poor gel out!" "I would not have helped if you hadn't have needed it. You were doing well on your own until the vermin started trying to use trickery." Dottie bounced on her footpaws, her large ears stand up straight. "I know, sah! The bally old blighters didn't know wot hit 'em!" Lord Brocktree hid a smile." | Brian Jacques | ||
| 57718c1 | You will stay and help defend our cave against all comers, protect those weaker than yourself and honor our code. Always use the sword to stand for good and right, never do a thing you would be ashamed of, and never let your heart rule your mind ... And never let another creature take this sword from you, not as long as you live. When the time comes, pass it on to another, maybe your own son. You will know instinctively if he is a warrior. .. | honor luke martin-the-warrior sword warrior | Brian Jacques | |
| 54fcb75 | Peace has gone on too long. Something inside me says that trouble such as these shores have never known is headed our way. | Brian Jacques | ||
| a7fa949 | Scoffin' a load of our grub an' not tellin' a story? I say, what a bally swizz! | redwall salamandastron | Brian Jacques | |
| 432c14e | Oh,' she said, too bone-weary to pretend: 'I would far rather that I love you as I saw yesterday I do than that I had gone on worshiping you as I did not long since.' And she turned away hastily, and did not see that Little John would reach out to her; and half-running, went to Tuck's cottage, where she could pull on her half-dry clothes, and become a proper outlaw again. At least, she thought, fighting back tears, like this I am Cecil, wit.. | Robin McKinley | ||
| 392d331 | You can be a really nasty, selfish little jerk when you're scared enough. I was scared enough. | fear scared self yourself | Robin McKinley | |
| 706395b | The magic in that country was so thick and tenacious that it settled over the land like chalk-dust and over floors and shelves like sticky plaster-dust. (House-cleaners in that country earned unusually good wages.) If you lived in that country, you had to de-scale your kettle of its encrustation of magic at least once a week, because if you didn't, you might find yourself pouring hissing snakes or pond slime into your teapot instead of wate.. | magic | Robin McKinley | |
| d43c65c | But the uproar this caused was nothing compared with the uproar when Katronia noticed [Rosie] had also cut her eyelashes. Various negotiations (including, finally, such desperate measures as "supposing you ever want to eat again") eventually produced the grudging promise that, in return for Katronia keeping her hair cut short, she would leave her eyelashes alone." | negotiation | Robin McKinley | |
| 9e3461a | It was of grey stone, huge block set on block;but it caught the sunlight like a dolphin's back at dawn. | Robin McKinley | ||
| c75c713 | It is not a comfortable passion. | Robin McKinley | ||
| 42ea4c7 | Elizabeth studied the blurry tabloid photo, which showed her cousin Mary Stuart leaving a Paris disco at dawn, drunkenly clinging to the arm of a French tennis pro. The message was very clear. Put passion first and you end up neither loved nor respected. | Barbara Taylor Bradford | ||
| 030248d | Elizabeth lay face-down on the massage table, and allowed Marco to relieve the stress of the business day with firm and knowing fingers. Success, she decided, was often a matter of knowing when to relax. | Barbara Taylor Bradford | ||
| 69bb446 | It's all right, darling. I'll finish the financial report on my own. I can think clearly before sex and stay awake afterwards. That's one of the nice things about being a woman. | may-december-relationships | Barbara Taylor Bradford | |
| bd53776 | Those who do not see the truth in battle march willingly to defeat. | Richard A. Knaak | ||
| 9aa869e | The stars and stripes were fluttering bright against the rain, clear blue overhead, and their minds were saying the words before their ears heard them. | flag nation | Laura Ingalls Wilder |