Being here alone with nothing to do, I've been thinking about myself too. Trying to understand why I hate myself so badly.

We people only live on the top, like the bugs that live on the scum of the still water near the shore.

At last he came to a door, with these words in glowing emeralds:

THE END OF THE WORLD

He did not hesitate. He opened the door and stepped through.

Remember, the enemy's gate is down.

Don't judge me until you understand me. You can't understand me if you've already judged me.

Ender Wiggin isn't a killer. He just wins—thoroughly.