Love is a deception and a trap. Love is as big a myth that God sits with his flowing white beard in a throne and looks at us.

If you’re not too busy this evening, why don’t you bring your soft shoes and your pads over to officers’ row and we’ll go waltzing Matilda? Say about eight o’clock.” “Yes, sir.” “That’s not an order, that’s an invitation. If you really are slowing down,

I&#39;ll put my progressive credentials up against anyone&#39;s.

That was Ender's gift to us, to free us from the illusion that any one explanation will ever contain the final answer for all time, for all hearers. There is always, always more to learn.

Written By Orson Scott Card

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