A Quote by Orson Scott Card

I wonder sometimes if the motivation for writers ought to be contempt, not admiration. — © Orson Scott Card
I wonder sometimes if the motivation for writers ought to be contempt, not admiration.
In wonder all philosophy began, in wonder it ends, and admiration fill up the interspace; but the first wonder is the offspring of ignorance, the last is the parent of adoration.
Fear can be the result of admiration, or it can be a symptom of contempt.
Between flattery and admiration there often flows a river of contempt.
Familiarity breeds contempt, while rarity wins admiration.
I wonder if these editors, why they're not writers sometimes, because they know so much about writing.
Though familiarity may not breed contempt, it takes off the edge of admiration.
We are really doing our very best. There are no doubt many mistakes and shortcomings. A lot of things are done none too well. Some things that ought to be done have not yet been done...[But Britain's effort has] justly commanded the wonder and admiration of every friendly nation in the world.
I sometimes wonder what those of us who are writers would become in a nonliterary culture - storytellers? Hermits?
My male colleagues sometimes wonder if I understand as much about defense as I ought to. Of course if I agree with them, they think that I do.
What I have known with respect to myself, has tended much to lessen both my admiration, and my contempt, of others.
A man's admiration of absolute government is proportionate to the contempt he feels for those around him.
Once in his life, a man ought to concentrate his mind upon the remembered earth, I believe. He ought to give himself up to a particular landscape in his experience, to look at it from as many angles as he can, to wonder about it, to dwell upon it. He ought to imagine that he touches it with his hands at every season and listens to the sounds that are made upon it. He ought to imagine the creatures there and all the faintest motions of the wind. He ought to recollect the glare of noon and all the colors of the dawn and dusk.
Motivation remains key to the marathon: the motivation to begin; the motivation to continue; the motivation never to quit.
Admiration for ourselves and our institutions is too often measured by our contempt and dislike for foreigners.
And a lot of poetry is putting yourself back into the state of wonder that you have before things when you're a child. It's not only a joyous wonder, it's sometimes a grief stricken wonder.
If admiration were not generally deemed the exclusive property of the rich, and contempt the constant lackey of poverty, the love of gain would cease to be an universal problem.
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