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.

It's the middle class that feels the luxury of being able to have causes.

So the whole war is because we can't talk to each other.

Oh, I'll live Ender's life, too. It's so much more interesting than my own." ~Val

You can’t answer what I said, so you’re going to talk about my saying it.

Every person is defined by the communities she belongs to.

Remember, the enemy's gate is down.