We have to go. I'm almost happy here.

I need you to be clever, Bean. I need you to think of solutions to problems we haven't seen yet. I want you to try things that no one has ever tried because they're absolutely stupid.

Ender didn't like fighting. He didn't like Peter's kind, the strong against the weak, and he didn't like his own kind either, the smart against the stupid.

I think it's impossible to really understand somebody, what they want, what they believe, and not love them the way they love themselves.

There are times when the world is rearranging itself, and at times like that, the right words can change the world.

Because never in my entire childhood did I feel like a child. I felt like a person all along―the same person that I am today.

If you try and lose then it isn't your fault. But if you don't try and we lose, then it's all your fault.

I taught you everything you know. But I didn't teach you everything I know.

Humanity does not ask us to be happy. It merely asks us to be brilliant on its behalf.

Perhaps it's impossible to wear an identity without becoming what you pretend to be.

Peter, you're twelve years old. I'm ten. They have a word for people our age. They call us children and they treat us like mice.

Wherever you are lacking, your obedience in working on that before your mate comes is vital.

You'll never know the the outcome unless you just go out there and just do it.

A writer at the time said, "Lincoln means to sink the man in the public officer.

I am not here to parade my religious sentiments, but I declare I have too much respect for the faith in which I was born to ever use it as the basis of a political organization.

So much history can be lost if no one tells the story -- so that's what I do. I tell the stories. This is my way of fighting for social change.

If you aren’t even aware that the people in the organization disagree with you, then you are in trouble

There is no iron that can enter the human heart with such stupefying effect, as a period placed at just the right moment.

The storm: I close my eyes and, standing in it, try to make it mine.

Like, I kind of developed my musical style in a vacuum. Even though I listen to a lot of stuff, the way I wrote was in my bedroom, really privately. It's still the way I write, actually.

Art thou angry with him whose armpits stink? Art thou angry with him whose mouth smells foul?