There was no limit to what one man might do, if he gave all, and held back nothing.
Lois McMaster BujoldYour father calls you to his court. You need not pack. You go garbed in glorious raiment. He waits eagerly by his palace doors to welcome you, and has prepared a place at the high table, by his side, in the company of the great-souled, honored, and best-beloved.
Lois McMaster BujoldI am not schizoid. A little manic-depressive, maybe." "'Know thyself.'" "We try, sir.
Lois McMaster Bujold