Orson Scott Card

What does it matter, to tell yourself that the thing controlling you comes from outside, if in fact you only experience it inside your own heart? Where can you run from it? How can you hide?

Life is a suicide mission.

Changing the world is good for those who want their names in books. But being happy, that is for those who write their names in the lives of others, and hold the hearts of others as the treasure most dear.

What had been lost was found again. And those who had been hungry without knowing the name of their hunger, were fed.

She wants what everybody wants — to be loved and cared for, to be part of something beautiful and fine, to have the respect of those she admires.

Is the brain a map that leads down twisted paths and into hidden corners? Then when we die, the map is lost but perhaps some explorer could wander through that strange landscape and find out the hiding places of our misplaced memories.

That's life. It hurts, it's dirty, and it feels very very good.

The price of having these emotions, these passions, is that you have to control them, you have to bear them when they're too strong to bear.

To stop a human being from doing something, you must find a way to make this person stop wanting to do it.

She might be protective and possessive with her children whom she thought of as needing her, but with the people she needed, she was the opposite. If she feared they would be taken from her, she withdrew from them; she stopped permitting herself to need them.

A real god doesn’t care about control. A real god already has control of everything that needs controlling. Real gods would want to teach you how to be just like them.

"When you don't understand the consequences of your acts, how can you be blamed for them?" "You don't take the blame. But you still take the responsibility. For healing the wounds you caused."