One corner of his mouth crooked up, then the quirk vanished in a thoughtful pursing of his lips. "He's bisexual, you know." He took a delicate sip of his wine. "Was bisexual," she corrected absently, looking fondly across the room. "Now he's monogamous." Vordarian choked, sputtering.
Lois McMaster BujoldSome men just aren't cut out for paternity. Better they should realize it before and not after they become responsible for a son.
Lois McMaster BujoldAll the geniuses I ever met were so just part of the time. To qualify, you only have to be great once, you know. Once when it matters.
Lois McMaster BujoldGuard your honor. Let your reputation fall where it will. And outlive the bastards.
Lois McMaster BujoldOh, was that liquor of yours a stimulant?" asked Elena. "I wondered why he didn't fall asleep." "Couldn't you tell?" chuckled Mayhew. "Not really." Miles twisted his head to take in Elena's upside-down worried face, and smile in weak reassurance. Sparkly black and purple whirlpools clouded his vision. Mayhew's laughter faded. "My God," he said hollowly, "you mean he's like that all the time?
Lois McMaster Bujold