I am not a fate worse than death, dammit!
You have to be careful who you let define your good.
A 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.
I take it as a man's duty to restrain himself.
When you choose an action, you choose the consequences of that action.
Like 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.