Wednesday, June 18, 2008

Orson Scott Card's Enchantment. Page 134.
That's what Ivan had to face about himself. The life he had chosen was a cocoon. Surrounded by a web of old manuscripts and scholarly papers, he would achieve tenure, publish frequently, teach a group of carefully selected graduate students, be treated like a celebrity by the handful of people who had the faintest idea who he was, and go to his grave deluded into thinking he had achieved greatness while in fact he had stayed in school all his life.
I smell bias, Orson Scott Card -- I smell bias. Card spent a year as a graduate student at Notre Dame after his mission in Brazil and subsequent graduation from Brigham Young University.

Still, the man has a point.

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