An enemy, Ender Wiggin," whispered the old man. "I am your enemy, the first one you've ever had who was smarter than you. There is no teacher but the enemy. No one but the enemy will tell you what the enemy is going to do. No one but the enemy will ever teach you how to destroy and conquer. Only the enemy shows you where you are weak. Only the enemy tells you where he is strong. And the rules of the game are what you can do to him and what you can stop him from doing to you. I am your enemy from now on. From now on I am your teacher.

Ulysses, obviously. It was an elaborate prank, and our supposed intellectual elite continue to fall for it.

I've lived too long with pain. I won't know who I am without it

The nations that offer to arbitrate are the ones that think they should rule the world.

I have too many secrets. For all these years I've been a speaker for the dead, uncovering secrets and helping people to live in the light of truth. Now I no longer tell anyone half of what I know, because if I told the whole truth there would be fear, hatred, brutality, murder, war.

Sickness and healing are in every heart; death and deliverance in every hand.

That's the problem with winning right from the start, thought Ender. you lose friends.