Thank God For You, Ender. Thank God.

I Wonder Sometimes If The Motivation For Writers Ought To Be Contempt, Not Admiration.

The Maker Is The One Who Is Part Of What He Makes.

I Taught You Everything You Know. But I Didn't Teach You Everything I Know.

I Always Think Of Books As Being Like People. Even The Dull Ones Are Worthy Of Decent Respect, But You Don't Have To Seek Them Out And Spend Time With Them.

I Am Especially Grateful, However, To Have Known The Fifties, Before We Began To Poison Our Own Civilization - Or At Least Before The Effects Of The Poison Began To Be Felt.