He's not too short. He's just... concentrated.

I am an atheist, myself. A simple faith, but a great comfort to me, in these last days.

Most people go through their whole lives without killing anybody. False argument.

Your 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.

Too late, he recalled Miles's dictum that the reward for a job well done was usually a harder job.

It was never what I wanted to buy that held my heart's hope. It was what I wanted to be.

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.