I carry the seeds of death within me and plant them wherever I linger long enough to love.

I don't hate you, I love you, you're part of myself, you're my heart and when you go it's my heart torn out and carried away--

This is how humans are: We question all our beliefs, except for the ones that we really believe in, and those we never think to question.

There's only one thing that will make them stop hating you. And that's being so good at what you do that they can't ignore you

And then he thought: Is this how idiots rationalize their stupidity to themselves?

Good people do not let others suffer needlessly.

Ender nodded. It was a lie, of course, that it wouldn’t hurt a bit. But since adults always said it when it was going to hurt, he could count on that statement as an accurate prediction of the future. Sometimes lies were more dependable than the truth.