Orson Scott Card

There’s so much that we don’t understand. And so much more that you don’t understand. We should tell each other more.

Only one rabbi dared to expect of us such a perfect balance that we could preserve the law and still forgive the deviation. So, of course, we killed him.

I’m not one to despise other people for their sins. I haven’t found one yet, that I didn’t say to myself, I’ve done worse than this.

His eyes were seductive with understanding.

This is how humans are: We question all our beliefs, except for the ones that we really believe in, and those we never think to question.

Sickness and healing are in every heart. Death and deliverance are in every hand.

"You don’t know how much pain it will cause if all the secrets come out." "Take a look at my family. How can the truth cause any more pain than the secrets have already caused?"

The first of a thousand lies. Truth flowed to Micah Quill, was sucked in and disappeared, and emerged again looking ever so much like it used to, but changed subtly, at the edges, where none would notice, so that simple truth became a complicated fabric indeed, one that could wrap you up so tightly and close you off from the air until you suffocated in it.

Around here, ma'am, if folks got they mouth open, if they ain't eating then they lying.

When I am drunk I am at my best. It is the national knack of the French.

The desire to force others to bend or break to her will was always there, usually hidden deeply enough that she could forget she had that wish within her, but occasionally surfacing to dangle the ripe fruit of power just out of her reach. She knew, as few others did, that the power to coerce depended entirely on the fear or weakness of other human beings. It was possible to use coercion, yes, but in the end you found yourself surrounded only by the weak and fearful, with all those of courage and strength arrayed against you.

Evil people naturally assume that you will use that power exactly as they would use it.