Life is full of grief, to exactly the degree we allow ourselves to love other people.
It's what I was born for, isn't it? If I don't go, why am I alive?
Isaac Asimov’s Foundation
In my experience, influence is power.
I think it's impossible to really understand somebody, what they want, what they believe, and not love them the way they love themselves.
Do the gods of different nations talk to each other?...Is there some annual get-together where they compare each other's worshippers? Mine will bow their faces to the floor and trace woodgrain lines f...
Darkness bound them closer than light.
And then he thought: Is this how idiots rationalize their stupidity to themselves?
I can see by your face that I'll never persuade you. And that's surprising, because usually you at least try to see my side."I can see your side," said Cecily. "I've got a much clearer view of it than...
If you did not in your own mind distinguish between useful and erroneous information, then you were not learning at all, you were merely replacing ignorance with false belief, which was no improvement...
Music isn't just a pleasure, a transient satisfaction. It's a need, a deep hunger; and when the music is right, it's joy. Love. A foretaste of heaven. A comfort in grief. Is it too much to think that...
The education that prepared me was my general education classes, which I tried to avoid when I was a stupid undergraduate, but which gave me the foundation of general knowledge that makes a career as...
We're all trying to decide wether your scores are up there are a miricule or a mistake.a habit
[No single] explanation will ever contain the final answer for all time, for all hearers. There is always, ALWAYS more to learn.
You're not crazy. You're not evil. But you can't stop.
You made them hate me. Said EnderSo? What will you do about it? Crawl in a corner? Start kissing their little backsides so they'll love you again? There's only one thing that will make them stop hatin...
What kind of rescue is this, where you toss the prisoner a knife and stand and wait to see what happens?
Sometimes lies were more dependable than the truth.
O my son Absalom,' Bean said softly, knowing for the first time the kind of anguish that could tear such words from a man’s mouth. 'my son, my son Absalom. Would God I could die for thee, O Absalom, m...
My mind, my logical, practical, reasoning mind, is peeing in his mind pants.