This is the most important thing I will ever say to you. The human mind is the ultimate testing device. You can… — Lois McMaster Bujold Copy Share Image
You couldn't be that good and not know it, somewhere in your secret heart, however much you'd been abused into affecting public… — Lois McMaster Bujold Copy Share Image
It was never what I wanted to buy that held my heart's hope. It was what I wanted to be. — Lois McMaster Bujold Copy Share Image
Some prices are just too high, no matter how much you may want the prize. The one thing you can't trade for… — Lois McMaster Bujold Copy Share Image
“If she finished her work—hah, now there was a fantasy, this work would never be finished, only abandoned, or, all right, passed… — Lois McMaster Bujold Copy Share Image
“Then she said, “You go on. You just go on. There’s nothing more to it, and there’s no trick to make it… — Lois McMaster Bujold Copy Share Image
Any man can be kind when he is comfortable. I'd always thought kindness a trivial virtue, therefore. But when we were hungry,… — Lois McMaster Bujold Copy Share Image
Never do yourself, what you can con professionals into doing for you. — Lois McMaster Bujold Copy Share Image
“It reminded him of that definition of his father's. A weapon is a device for making your enemy change his mind. The mind was… — Lois McMaster Bujold Copy Share Image
“I was imagining the most bizarre things befalling you.” “Did they include a six-hundred-pound ice bear and a pirate poet?” “No…” “Then they weren’t… — Lois McMaster Bujold Copy Share Image
There is a sad disconnectedness that overcomes a library when its owner is gone. — Lois McMaster Bujold Copy Share Image
“No, amusing me only, I wonder if they realize how they are used?" "Not a bit. They think they are the emperors of creation."… — Lois McMaster Bujold Copy Share Image
“You bastards are on the top of Imperial Lord Auditor Miles Vorkosigan's very own shit list now, you bet. But under what name? Only… — Lois McMaster Bujold Copy Share Image
“Anyway, if the Cetagandans really wanted to assassinate you, they'd hardly do it here. They'd slip something subtle under your skin that wouldn't go… — Lois McMaster Bujold Copy Share Image
Endure pain, find joy, and make your own meaning, because the universe certainly isn't going to supply it. — Lois McMaster Bujold Copy Share Image
Your Reverence, I do not hate any man in this world enough to inflict the results of my prayers upon him. — Lois McMaster Bujold Copy Share Image
“I always thought my parents could fix anything. Now it's my turn. Dear God, how did this happen?” — Lois McMaster Bujold Copy Share Image
“I think it is not so much the growth of virtue, as simply the replacement of prior vices with an addiction to one’s god.”… — Lois McMaster Bujold Copy Share Image
“Mark’s ideas tended to the bland, and there was no point in asking Miles, whose embittered suggestions all ran to things like Vomit Vanilla… — Lois McMaster Bujold Copy Share Image
The dead cannot cry out for justice. It is a duty of the living to do so for them. — Lois McMaster Bujold Copy Share Image
“Gardens were meant to be seen, smelled, walked through, grubbed in. A hundred objective measurements didn't sum the worth of a garden; only the… — Lois McMaster Bujold Copy Share Image
