Ender understood more than she said. Manipulation of gravity was one thing; deception by the officers was another; but the most important message was this: the adults are the enemy, not the other...
Albert Einstein wrote, 'A human being is a part of the whole, called by us "Universe", a part limited in time and space. He experiences himself, his thoughts and feelings as something separated from...
It was a bright cold day in April, and the clocks were striking thirteen.
If one has to say, in an argument, "I am intelligent! I do know things!" then one might as well stop arguing.
Irigaray remarks in such a vein that "the masquerade... is what women do... in order to participate in man's desire, but at the cost of giving up their own".
Keep in mind that when we talk of a great painting we are not really talking about anything great. We are talking of only a painting.
I understand why people play {soccer}. ... I even learned how to talk the game. It was the opposite of trash talking-tidy talking. I suppose you'd have to call it. If you did something good, it was...
Everything we're doing is freakin' iffy. That's what makes it so much fun.
In Russia you learn patience," said Ivan. "In America you learn action.
You accomplish exactly as much as the people who serve you decide you'll accomplish, and nothing more.
We're all tools in somebody's kit. But that doesn't mean we can't make tools out o other people. Or figure our interesting things to use ourselves for.
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.
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.
But I am designed to last forever, said the expendable, if not interfered with.Isn't that nice? Expendable yet eternal. You'll be able to go back and observe any part of human history that you wish....
One mind can think only of its own questions; it rarely surprises itself.
Remember, the enemy's gate is down.
An old man with overalls walked by; I don't think old people should wear overalls; it makes them look like shrivelly toddlers.
I think it's good to smile at everybody so that everyone knows you love everyone. It's good for human pacifism.
Like our padded cell?" He poked the insulated walls. "It's like living in a vagina.
We all had to pay, but not for the crimes we were accused of. There were other scores to settle.
What could you do? Major Major asked himself again. What could you do with a man who looked you squarely in the eye and said he would rather die than be killed in combat
Life's too short to worry about what other people think,'' Mom said.''Anyway, they should accept us for who we are.
Jacqueline Winspear, The American Agent: A Maisie Dobbs Novel {Harper, 3/23}
Are you scared of going in to see the raghnaid {the council}?" asked a gray female pup. "Are you cag mag {crazy}? If a bear was his Milk Giver, you think he's scared of the raghnaid?
I purse my lips in aggravation. Of all the places to spend the summer, my parents have chosen here. My mother, the socialite, has chosen to spend her summer a million miles away from the designer...
The weak are meat the strong do eat.
And that's as sure as we ever are of anything. We believe it enough to act as though it's true. When we'r'e that sure, we call it knowledge. Facts. We bet our lives on it.
Characters, as most writers understand, are truly developed through their relationships with others.
You don't have to eat the entire turd to know that it's not a crab cake.
Death is not a tragedy to the one who dies; to have wasted the life before that death, that is the tragedy.
I wanted to bathe in plum juice, rediscover my body and adorn it in kiwi circles.
Ignorance is the parent of fear ...
The only thing I ever saw that came close to Objective Journalism was a closed-circuit TV setup that watched shoplifters in the General Store at Woody Creek, Colorado.
What could you do? Major Major asked himself again. What could you do with a man who looked you...
If I turned towards books, it was because they were the only sanctuary I knew, one I needed in order...
Hope for some means its loss for others; when the hopeless regain some hope, those in power--the...
The Red Lion was a four-ale bar with a handful of lowbrowed sons of toil who looked as though they...
if you don't understand something, you can't approximate it. You're really just guessing.
Why are they going to disappear him? I don't know. It doesn't make sense. It isn't even good...
Read me back the last line. 'Read me back the last line,' read back the corporal who could take...
Keep in mind that when we talk of a great painting we are not really talking about anything great....