Everybody dies. What matters is what you do between now and when it happens to you.

I am especially grateful, however, to have known the fifties, before we began to poison our own civilization - or at least before the effects of the poison began to be felt.

It is in the turmoil of chaos that we discover what, if anything, we are.

You want to beat Peter?" she asked "No," he answered "Beat the buggers. Then come home and see who notices Peter Wiggen anymore. Look him in the eye when all the world loves and reveres you. That'll be defeat in his eyes, Ender, thats how you win" "You don't understand" he said "Yes i do" "No you don't. I don't want to beat Peter" "Then what do you want?" "I want him to love me

Ender Wiggin must believe that no matter what happens, no adult will ever, ever step in to help him in any way.

Where loyalty bound creatures together, they became something larger, something new and whole and inexplicable.

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