Who would I be, if other good souls did not make up for my shortcomings?

If pigs could vote, the man with the slop bucket would be elected swineherd every time, no matter how much slaughtering he did on the side.

I stole their future from them; I can only being to repay by seeing what I can learn from their past.

Parents always make their worst mistakes with their oldest children. That's when parents know the least and care the most, so they're more likely to be wrong and also more likely to insist that they're right.

I don't freeze up because it isn't my battle. I'm helping. I'm watching. But I'm free. Because it's Ender's game.

Maybe that's all demons ever are. People like us, doing things without even knowing what we're doing.

Well, how do I know that they don't know the answer unless I ask?