He jumped at the Giants face, clambered up his lip and nose, and began to dig in the Giant's eye. Orson Scott Card More Quotes by Orson Scott Card More Quotes From Orson Scott Card We have to go. I'm almost happy here. Orson Scott Card happiness He's not a killer. He just wins... Thoroughly Orson Scott Card killerskillingwinning It's called civilization. Women invented it, and every time you men blow it all to bits, we just invent it again. Orson Scott Card womenblowcivilization It has been my experience that the better a man you are, the more folks there are who resent you for it, and find occasion to get angry at you no matter how kindly meant your deeds may be. Orson Scott Card resent-youdeedsmen When I am drunk I am at my best. It is the national knack of the French. Orson Scott Card knackdrunk it was all your genes that made us geniuses, mom. said peter. we sure didn't get any from dad. i heard that. father said, not looking up from the news that was being displayed on the table while he ate it would've been wasted if you hadn't Orson Scott Card dadmomfather Whenever the law gets its hands on you, those who use the law to their own advantage will also turn it against you. Don't put your trust in the laws of men, Alvin. They were designed by strong men to improve their power over weaker ones. Orson Scott Card strongmenhands If anyone have intercourse with a pig or a dog, he shall die. If a man have intercourse with a horse or a mule, there is no punishment. But he shall not approach the king, and shall not become a priest... If a pig spring upon a man for intercourse, there is no punishment. Orson Scott Card horsekingsdog If a pig goes upon the threshing-floor, or a field, or a garden, and the owner of the meadow, or the field, or the garden smites it so that it die, he shall give it back to its owner; but if he does not give it back, he becomes a thief. Orson Scott Card gardenpigsgiving Thank God for you, Ender. Thank God. Orson Scott Card enderthank-god Metaphors have a way of holding the most truth in the least space. Orson Scott Card spaceeditingwriting And enough for me that when my hand touched your shoulder, you leaned on me; and when you felt me slip away, you called my name. Orson Scott Card confusionnameshands The Buggers have finally, finally learned that we humans value each and every individual human life. But they've learned this lesson just in time for it to be hopelessly wrong — for we humans do, when the cause is sufficient, spend our own lives. We throw ourselves onto the grenade to save our buddies in the foxhole. We rise out of the trenches and charge the entrenched enemy and die like maggots under a blowtorch. We strap bombs on our bodies and blow ourselves up in the midst of our enemies. We are, when the cause is sufficient, insane. Orson Scott Card insaneblowenemy Sometimes good people have to do terrible things. Orson Scott Card terriblesometimespeople There is more good writing and good acting in any ten minutes of Twister than in, say, all of Citizen Kane. Orson Scott Card actinghousewriting But when it comes to human beings, the only type of cause that matters is final cause, the purpose. What a person had in mind. Once you understand what people really want, you can't hate them anymore. You can fear them, but you can't hate them, because you can always find the same desires in your own heart. Orson Scott Card hateheartpeople What you are is a man who means to be good, and undo the bad he's done, and that's as good as any man ever gets. Orson Scott Card donemenmean She remembered the story from her childhood, about Adam and Eve in the garden, and the talking snake. Even as a little girl she had said - to the consternation of her family - What kind of idiot was Eve, to believe a snake? But now she understood, for she had heard the voice of the snake and had watched as a wise and powerful man had fallen under its spell. Eat the fruit and you can have the desires of your heart. It's not evil, it's noble and good. You'll be praised for it. And it's delicious. Orson Scott Card girlpowerfulwise None of us could be happy for long, doing nothing. Orson Scott Card doing-nothinglong My own feeling is that human happiness is a very random thing, and bestows itself willy-nilly, and there's not much deserving about the matter. Orson Scott Card random-thingsmatterfeelings
