Miles exhaled carefully, faint with rage and reminded grief. He does not know, he told himself. He cannot know... "Ivan, one of these days somebody is going to pull out a weapon and plug you, and you're going to die in bewilderment, crying, "What did I say? What did I say?" "What did I say?" asked Ivan indignantly.
Lois McMaster BujoldLike integrity, love of life was not a subject to be studied, it was a contagion to be caught. And you had to catch it from someone who had it.
Lois McMaster BujoldNever argue with a pedant over nomenclature. It wastes your time and annoys the pedant.
Lois McMaster Bujold