We're like the wicked witch. We promise gingerbread, then eat the little brats alive.
Orson Scott CardCivilisation is only a pretense. In crisis we have become mere apes again, forgetting the rational biped of our pretensions and instead becoming the hairy primate at the mouth of the cave, screeching at the enemy wishing it would go away, fingering the heavy stone we will use the moment it comes close enough
Orson Scott CardI am especially grateful, however, to have known the fifties, before we began to poison our own civilization - or at least before the effects of the poison began to be felt.
Orson Scott CardI wonder sometimes if the motivation for writers ought to be contempt, not admiration.
Orson Scott Card