Because never in my entire childhood did I feel like a child. I felt like a person all alongthe same person that I am today. I never felt that I spoke childishly. I never felt that my emotions and desires we're somehow less real than adult emotions and desires. And in writing Enders Game, I forced the audience to experience the lives of these children from that perspectivethe perspective in which their feelings and decisions are just as real and important as any adults. Enders Game asserts the personhood of children, and those who are used to thinking of children in another way are going to find Enders Game a very unpleasant place to live.From the introduction of the Authors Definitive Edition
I want to get more familiar with you. I love you. I loved you when you came and sat on the bedall that second afternoon was like warm mistand I hear again the way you say my namewith that queer accent of yours. You arouse in me such a mixture of feelings, I don't know how to approach you. Only come to meget closer and closer to me. It will be beautiful, I promise you.
I'll check on you when I get home. I love you, baby. KieferI love you too, Daddy. KiaraWhat the he'll was that action? SynI think it's something called paternal concern. NykyrianWhat? You sure? I thought that crap was a myth. SynNo, really. I watched it once in a documentary. It was fascinating. Believe it or not, there are people out there who actually have feelings for their progeny. NykyrianGet the fuck out. No way. You're screwing with my head again, aren't you? SynNo, I swear. You just saw it with your own eyes. I did not make that shit up. NykyrianYeah but it's really messing with my concept of the natural order of the universe. Paternal love? What's next? Limb regrowth? Genetic splicing reversals? Syn
It's easier not to say anything. Shut your trap, button your lip, can it. All that crap you hear on TV about communication and expressing feelings is a lie. Nobody really wants to hear what you have to say.
She's forgotten me. It's over. I don't want to see her again, and now I'll have to. I won't be able to help it. I'll have to sit back and just watch herlive. Without me. The ifrit shrugs. Then I overestimated your feelings for her. My jaw drops. How dare you? Because I don't want to see that she's forgotten me?'No. Because nothing is really ever gone or forgotten. If she's a piece of you, and you of her, then memory is merely an obstacleour power covers the memory, it doesn't erase it. And I should think, at least based on what I saw in your eyes last night, that it's an obstacle worth going up against.