O my son Absalom,' Bean said softly, knowing for the first time the kind of anguish that could tear such words from a manโs mouth. 'my son, my son Absalom. Would God I could die for thee, O Absalom, my son. My sons!
Orson Scott CardWe thought we were the only thinking beings in the universe, until we met you, but never did we dream that thought could arise from the lonely animals who cannot dream each other's dreams
Orson Scott CardI realized that everything important in sci-fi showed up in the magazines first. It's the proving ground for new writers and new ideas.
Orson Scott Card