Card, Ender's Game

Ender's Ugly Transformation
http://blogs.setonhill.edu/AngelaPalumbo/2008/04/enders_ugly_transformation.html

Electricity is a bad thing kids. I'm gonna show ya somethin' so's you'll nev-...JIMMY! What'd I tell you boy?!
http://blogs.setonhill.edu/MadelynGillespie/2008/04/self_preservation_is_the_same.html

http://blogs.setonhill.edu/TiffanyGilbert/2008/04/go_ender_momma_would_be_proud.html

"And always Ender carried within him a dry white cocoon"

"There's a war going on here" (Card 301).

http://blogs.setonhill.edu/EthanShepley/2008/04/war.html

http://blogs.setonhill.edu/AngelicaGuzzo/2008/04/the_end_1.html

The End of Ender (but is it really the end?)
http://blogs.setonhill.edu/EricaGearhart/2008/04/the_end_of_ender.html

http://blogs.setonhill.edu/AllisonHall/2008/04/great_book.html

http://blogs.setonhill.edu/StephanieWytovich/2008/04/poor_poor_ender_youre_still_my.html

"And always Ender carried with him a dry white cocoon, looking for the world where the hive-queen could awaken and thrive in peace. He looked a long time." (Ender's Game 324)
http://blogs.setonhill.edu/KaitlinMonier/2008/04/enders_ending_could_not_have_b.html

If being good leads to being manipulated, maybe we shouldn’t be good.
“’…when you never know the Earth itself, when you live with metal walls keeping out the cold of space, it’s easy to forget why Earth is worth saving. Why the world of people might be worth the price you pay.’
“So that’s why you brought me here, thought Ender. With all your hurry, that’s why you took three months, to make me love Earth. Well, it worked. All your tricks worked” (Card 243).
http://blogs.setonhill.edu/GretaCarroll/2008/04/only_the_good_can_be_manipulat.html

"Deadlines were sometimes kilometers long. This one was just a bit longer than a wall of the bathroom" (Ender's 203).

http://blogs.setonhill.edu/JulianaCox/2008/04/images_help.html

"Perhaps it's impossible to wear an identity without becoming what you pretend to be." (Card 231)

"Real. Not a game. Ender's mind was too tired to cope with it all. They weren't just points of light in the air, they were real ships that he had fought with and real ships he had destroyed. And a real world that he had blasted into oblivion" (Card 297).

The awful realization:
http://blogs.setonhill.edu/LaurenMiller/2008/04/the_end_of_enders_game.html

"And always Ender carried with him a dry white cocoon, looking for the world where th hive-queen could awaken and thrive in peace. He looked a long time."

http://blogs.setonhill.edu/JessieFarine/2008/04/the_savior.html