A hundred objective measurements didn't sum the worth of a garden; only the delight of its users did that.
Lois McMaster BujoldThe dead cannot cry out for justice. It is a duty of the living to do so for them.
Lois McMaster BujoldIf you make it plain you like people, it's hard for them to resist liking you back.
Lois McMaster BujoldIf you're trying to take a roomful of people by surprise, it's a lot easier to hit your targets if you don't yell going through the door.
Lois McMaster BujoldGood soldiers never pass up a chance to eat or sleep. They never know how much they'll be called on to do before the next chance.
Lois McMaster BujoldI'm not getting it all sorted, she worried. I'm not getting it right. You are brilliant, the Voice reassured her. It is imperfect. So are all things trapped in time. You are brilliant, nonetheless. How fortunate for Us that We thirst for glorious souls rather than faultless ones, or We should be parched indeed, and most lonely in Our perfect righteousness. Carry on imperfectly, shining Ista.
Lois McMaster Bujold