Nobodys life ever goes according to plan. So why do we keep on planning? Because that's how we know who we are. By what we intend to be. By what we try to become. And fail. I don't say 'fail'. I saw we aim and miss. But we still hit something.

When I write fiction, I create characters whose views are not my own, and I allow them to be eloquent in defense of their, not my, views.

From all wise men, O Lord, protect us.

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

Whoop-de-do," said Ram. "What?" "I'm celebrating." "Was that irony or loss of mental function?" asked the expendable. "Was that a rhetorical questions, a bit of humor, or a sign that you are losing confidence in me?" "I have no confidence in you, Ram," said the expendable. "Well, thanks." "You're welcome.

the seed of doubt was there, and it stayed, and every now and then sent out a little root. It changed everything, to have that seed growing. It made Ender listen more carefully to what people meant, instead of what they said. It made him wise.

It's about me, or people wouldn't be so anxious to keep me from knowing about it. The absence of information is information. ~ Ender