All the stories are fictions. What matters is which fiction you believe.

Nonsense," said Graff. "Ender always has plans within plans.

Reasonable argument is impossible when authority becomes the arbiter.

An eye for an eye? How Christian of you.' Unbelievers always want other people to act like Christians.

That is the earth, he thought. Not a globe thousands of kilometers around, but a forest with a shining lake, a house hidden at the crest of a hill, high in the trees, a grassy slope leading upwards from the water, fish leaping and birds strafing to take the bugs that lived at the border between water and sky. Earth was the constant noise of crickets, and winds, and birds

I always tell the truth about what I’m selling, and then nobody buys it.

nobody ever wrote to me saying"you know ender's game was a pretty good book, but you know what it really needs a n introduction!".....so be assured the novel stands on its own, and if you skip this intro and go straight to the story, i not only won't stand in your way i'll even agree with you!