1
Women shouldn't be in combat, " said Vorkosigan, grimly glum. "Neither should men, in my opinion.Lois McMaster Bujold
2
Barrayar is bred in my bones. I cannot shake it, no matter how far I travel. This struggle, God knows, has no honor in it. But exile, for no other motive than ease–that would be to give up all hope of honor. The last defeat, with no seed of future victory in it.Lois McMaster Bujold
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It was hell to be so tired, and still care.Lois McMaster Bujold
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But when he’s cut, I bleed.Lois McMaster Bujold
5
The really unforgivable acts are committed by calm men in beautiful green silk rooms, who deal death wholesale, by the shipload, without lust, or anger, or desire, or any redeeming emotion to excuse them but cold fear of some pretended future. But the crimes they hope to prevent in that future are imaginary. The ones they commit in the present – they are real.Lois McMaster Bujold
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And this was your friend?" Cordelia raised her eyebrows. "Seems to me the only difference between your friends and your enemies is how long the stand around chatting before they shoot you.Lois McMaster Bujold
7
Change is possible.'' Change is inevitable.Lois McMaster Bujold
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They stared at her curiously, and she caught snatches of conversation in two or three languages. It wasn't hard to guess their content, and she smiled a bit primly. Youth, it appeared, was full of illusions as to how much sexual energy two people might have to spare while hiking forty or so kilometers a day, concussed, stunned, diseased, on poor food and little sleep, alternating caring for a wounded man with avoiding becoming dinner for every carnivore within range - and with a coup to plan for the end.Lois McMaster Bujold