“When hawks cry, time to fly.”

“Did Cinderella ever consider fessing up to the prince, that night she was enjoying herself in the fancy ball gown? Did she even think of telling him, oh, by the way, Prince, the coach isn’t mine, I’m really a filthy little barefoot servant on borrowed time? No. She took her moment. And then went quietly away after midnight.”

“He had the face of a floating astronaut who had lost his tether and had only one chance to grab a lifeline or forever drift away into endless black. I knew that feeling, the sense of panic that stretched time, turning seconds into years, and the deep pain that came from being hurt by not one person but many, a gang of bullies that expanded into a neighborhood and then into a community, until you questioned the whole world.”

“Everybody wants to be someone else," he says "Do you blame them?" he asks.”

“Would you like to be young again? Play any kind of sport you used to? All day long, with no soreness the next day?""Who Wouldn't?”

“Take your pick. Be Somebody ... else.”

“This is so ..." I can't find the word."Wonderful? Amazing?" the Ender nurse offers."Bizarre," I say as I watch the lips of the Starter move in the mirror.”