Frases de Orson Scott Card

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“Veja como são os humanos: Questionamos todas as nossas crenças, exceto aquelas que realmente acreditamos, e aquelas que nunca pensamentos em questionar.”

“Não há melhor professor que o seu inimigo. Apenas ele vai dizer onde você é fraco, onde ele é forte.”

“Não es estrago,” he whispered, “es solo fecundo, e vou plantar jardim aí.”

“Tudo o que fazemos tem um significado, Ender concluiu. Eles rirem. Eu não rir.”

“o poder de provocar dor é o único que conta, o poder de matar e destruir, já que, se você não puder matar, fica sempre à mercê daqueles que podem, e nada, nem ninguém, vai te salvar”

“Denmark nursed that anger and it kept him free.”

“It’s plain that if I married you for brains I was plumb cheated.”

“"Women's intuition" wasn't intuition at all, it was heightened observation, unconscious registration of subtle clues.”

“The Maker is the one who is part of what he makes.”

“Every terrible thing in the world was caused by a whole combination of things. But everybody wanted to narrow it down to one cause—and not even the real one. Much better to have one cause—one person to punish. Then the unbearable could be borne.”

“I immediately felt so comfortable there. Or if not comfortable, at least willing to bear the discomforts because they fit the awkward places in my heart.”

“Road poured out into a place of meadows and a few White man’s buildings. Lots of wagons. Horses posted and tied, grazing on the meadow grass. Sounds of metal hammers ringing, chopping of axes in the wood, screech of saws going back and forth, all kinds of White-man forest-killing sounds. A White man’s town.”

“There were always people searching for the Unmaker, for some awful destructive power outside themselves. Poor fools, they always thought that Destruction was merely destruction, they were using it and when they were done with it, they’d set to building. But you don’t build on a foundation of destruction. That’s the dark secret of the Unmaker, Alvin thought. Once he sets you to tearing down, it’s hard to get back to building, hard to get your own self back. The digger wears out the ground and the spade. And once you let yourself be a tool in the Unmaker’s hand, he’ll wear you out, he’ll tear you down, he’ll dull you and hole you and all the time you’ll be thining you’re so sharp and fine and bright and whole, and you never go till he lets go of you, lets you drop and fall. What’s that clatter? Why, that was me. That was me, sounding like a wore-out tool. What you leaving me for? I still got use left in me?
But you don’t, not when the Unmaker’s got you.”

“War was never so careful as to inflict suffering only where it was merited.”

“He would rather lose his power for doing right, than keep his power by doing wrong. Because he loves his people more than he loves his office.”

“I always tell what I believe. Whether it's true, I'm no more sure than any man.”

“What sort of arrogance did she have, even to imagine reaching back into the past and making changes? Who am I, she thought, if I dare to answer prayers intended for the gods?”

“A duel is just two murderers who agree to take turns trying to kill each other.”

“I've learned much, Father, and this above all: that no station in life is above any other, if it’s occupied by someone with a good heart.”

“I'm losing Savanna.
That's good. No one should own someone else.”

“Faithfulness had taken me by surprise. I wondered how long the phase would last.”

“Not that human beings need to be violent in order to be human, but if you ever lose the will to control, the will to destroy, then it must be because you choose to lose it. My role was not to force you to be gentle and kind; it was to keep you alive while you decided for yourselves what kind of people you wanted to be.”

“Adolescents never understand that the best way to avoid notice is to behave normally.”

“I've known some bad people and some good people in my life, and it's the bad ones who live in fear, all the time. Cause they know their own hearts… And they think everyone else is just waiting to pull the same moves on them that they've got planned to pull on somebody else.”

“How short life is for fools.”

“He was wild the way a mistreated dog becomes wild, not because it loves freedom, but because it has lost trust.”

“Stop threatening me… I've lived in terror and I've come out of it. Kill me or not, torture me or not, it doesn't matter to me. Just decide what to do.”

“Good people can't out-think evil, 'cause evil think of things good folks can't think of. Can't enter your head what evil do.”

“Peggy chose her words to be true, and therefore beautiful, and therefore good.”

“You speak metaphorically, I hope,” said Peggy.
“I hope not,” said Becca. “Metaphors have a way of holding the most truth in the least space.”

“We were all victims of an oppressive system, but that mattered far less to us than our deep bonding with our owners.”

“Perhaps you don’t desire poetry as much as you would like to have my torchy knowledge of your possible futures, but I dare say poetry will do you far more good. For knowing the future only makes you timid and complacent by turns, while poetry can shape you into the kind of souls who can face any future with boldness and wisdom and nobility, so that you need not know the future at all, so that any future will be an opportunity for greatness, if you have greatness in you.”

“Was his very boyishness the reason he was chosen? In that case, was it not a virtue to be admired, and not a failing to be despised?”

“It is a weak man who blames his failures on the strength of others.”