The wise are not wise because they make no mistakes. They are wise because they correct their mistakes as soon as they recognize them.

But in the meantime I became accustomed to the writing life and it would be hard to change now - partly because of the salary cut if I went to my other love, teaching; and partly because I still have stories to tell, even though it isn't all that fun doing the work anymore.

What am I now, Alai?" "Still good." "At what?" "At--anything. There's a million soldiers who'd follow you to the end of the universe." "I don't want to go to the end of the universe." "So where do you want to go? They'll follow you." I want to go home, thought Ender, but I don't know where it is.

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

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

He loved her, as you can only love someone who is an echo of yourself at your time of deepest sorrow.

someone's sent a loving note in lines of returning geese and as the moon fills my western chamber as petals dance over the flowing stream again I think of you the two of us living a sadness apart a hurt that can't be removed yet when my gaze comes down my heart stays up