Devon

“She was copious, her sap-filled veins, her skeleton of wood, her tingling leaves that bathed in light, her roots that tapped into seas of water salted with the stuff of life.”
― Orson Scott Card, Children of the Mind

“Perhaps those who grew up among these people might somehow sublimate their ambition, or perhaps there was something in the racial genotype that suppressed it or replaced it,”
― Orson Scott Card, Children of the Mind

“I always imagine divine mercy giving us back to ourselves and letting us laugh at what we became, laugh at the preposterous disguises of crouch and squint and limp and lour we all do put on.”
― Marilynne Robinson, Gilead

“this temple of living cells on a frame of bone”
― Orson Scott Card, Children of the Mind