I hope I am remembered by my children as a good father.

'I could kill you like this,' Peter whispered. 'Just press and press until you're dead'.

In a way she actually preferred Peter to other people because of this. He always acted out of intelligent self-interest.

Once you get a brother, you don’t give him up easy.

Thank God for you, Ender. Thank God.

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.

Thank you for this, Peter. For dry eyes and silent weeping. You taught me how to hide anything i felt. More than ever, i need that now.