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

“He thought of half a dozen ideas before he went to sleep. Ender would be pleased-every one of them was stupid.”

“You know how writers are... they create themselves as they create their work. Or perhaps they create their work in order to create themselves.”

“My needs are simple and few, thought Valentine. Food. Clothing. A comfortable place to sleep. And no idiots.But of course a world with no idiots would be lonely. If she herself were even allowed there.”

“Your trust in rationality makes you irrational.”

“And you're the one who thought it was too risky to go through a gate.""That's why we're such a great team," said Eric, "We're both completely stupid about different things.”

“The other four houses yielded jewelry, wallets, credit cards, laptops, iPads and Kindles, even a couple of expensive looking vases...."You didn't do anything stupid like writing IOUs and signing your name, did you?""That's an excellent idea," said Danny. He stepped back through the gate, waited for a count of five, and then returned to Eric. Now Eric was standing, and when he saw Danny he visibly sagged with relief. "What kind of moron are you?""The fun-loving kind," said Danny. "I'm not an idiot, of course I didn't sign my name to IOUs.""Good.""I signed yours.”