You don't pay back your parents. You can't. The debt you owe them gets collected by your children, who hand it down in turn. It's a sort of entailment. Or if you don't have children of the body, it's left as a debt to your common humanity. Or to your God, if you possess or are possessed by one. The family economy evades calculation in the gross planetary product. It's the only deal I know where, when you give more than you get, you aren't bankrupted - but rather, vastly enriched.
Lois McMaster BujoldMiles is... Miles; close to a force of nature, climbing up out of his own pages and escaping subordination to any opinion of mine.
Lois McMaster BujoldYou couldn't be that good and not know it, somewhere in your secret heart, however much you'd been abused into affecting public humility.
Lois McMaster BujoldA true Vor, Miles told himself severely, does not bury his face in his liegewoman's breasts and cry--even if he is at a convenient height for it.
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.
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