I know you know, and you know that I know that you know. It spirals on from there, so let's just assume the dot dot dot.
Orson Scott CardStichwörter: humor
I hear they whip you for stealing."
"Or put you in jail, or sell you into slavery, or kill you, depending on the town and what mood they're in.
Stichwörter: humor
I suppose this means you can swim after all. Or am I supposed to tow you?"
"If you really try," said Loaf, grinning, "you might not die.
Stichwörter: humor
O my son Absalom,' Bean said softly, knowing for the first time the kind of anguish that could tear such words from a man’s mouth. 'my son, my son Absalom. Would God I could die for thee, O Absalom, my son. My sons!
Orson Scott CardStichwörter: compassion bible bean
He committed the crime of stupidity while under my command," said Citizen.
"Oh my," said Rigg. "They're handing out the death penalty for that these days?
Do the gods of different nations talk to each other?...Is there some annual get-together where they compare each other's worshippers? Mine will bow their faces to the floor and trace woodgrain lines for me, says one. Mine will sacrifice animals, says another. Mine will kill anyone who insults me, says a third. Here is the question I think of most often: "Are there any who can honestly boast, My worshippers obey my good laws, and treat each other kindly, and live simple generous lives?
Orson Scott CardStichwörter: philosophy religion
Come on,” he said to Valentine one day. “Let’s fly away and live forever.”
“We can’t,” she said. “There are miracles even relativity can’t pull off, Ender.”
“We have to go. I’m almost happy here.”
“So, stay.”
“I’ve lived too long with pain. I won’t know who I am without it.”
So they boarded a starship and went from world to world. Wherever they stopped, he was always Andrew Wiggin, itinerant speaker for the dead, and she was always Valentine, historian errant, writing down the stories of the living while Ender spoke the stories of the dead. And always Ender carried with him a dry white cocoon, looking for the world where the hive-queen could awaken and thrive in peace. He looked a long time.
Like climbing a cliff, thinking is a perilous activity for those unused to it.
Orson Scott CardStichwörter: humor
He knew he could always be smart later, if that turned out to be a better strategy. But once you admitted to being smart, there was no going back.
Orson Scott CardNever mock a tender heart.
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