Mia Maz glanced aside in concern at his muffled snort. "Are you all right?" "Yes. Sorry," he whispered. "I'm just having an attack of limericks." Her eyes widened, and she bit her lip; only her deepening dimple betrayed her. "Shhh," she said, with feeling.
Lois McMaster BujoldAs the week wore on, Ivan contemplated the merits of inertia as a problem-solving technique with growing favor
Lois McMaster BujoldEscapist literature gets a bad rap. But I think escape is important for a lot of people in a lot of places.
Lois McMaster BujoldIf you make it plain you like people, it's hard for them to resist liking you back.
Lois McMaster BujoldReal destiny takes everything-the last drop of blood, and strip out your veins to be sure-and gives it back doubled. Quadrupled. A thousand-fold! But you can't give halves. You have to give it all. I know. I swear. I've come back from the dead to speak the truth to you. Real destiny gives you a mountain of life, and puts you on top of it.
Lois McMaster Bujold