Lois McMaster Bujold Quotes

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War is not its own end, except in some catastrophic slide into absolute damnation. It's peace that's wanted. Some better peace than the one you started with.

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The dead cannot cry out for justice; it is a duty of the living to do so for them.

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Reputation is what other people know about you. Honor is what you know about yourself.

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Guard your honor. Let your reputation fall where it will. And outlive the bastards.

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Some prices are just too high, no matter how much you may want the prize. The one thing you can't trade for your heart's desire is your heart.

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Growing up, I have discovered over time, is rather like housework: never finished.

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"Am I reading too much into all that innuendo, or did you in fact just connive to assassinate Gregor in one breath, offer to cuckold him in the next, accuse your father of homosexuality, suggest a patricidal plot against him, and league yourself with Cavilo — what are you going to do for an encore?"
"Depends on the straight lines."

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I'd have worn them as a courtesy to your friend, I'll wear them now as a defiance to our enemies.

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Check your assumptions. In fact, check your assumptions at the door.

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Was this the trick of it? Secrets so dire as to be unspeakable, thoughts so frightening as to make clear young voices mute, kicked out into the open with blunt ironic humor. And suddenly the dire didn't loom so darkly any more, and fear shrank, and anyone could say anything. And the unbearable seemed a little easier to lift.

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"So much for that line of reasoning, Lord Richars," Ekaterin finished. She sat back with a hand-dusting gesture, and added, by no means under her breath, "Twit'.'"

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It's important that someone celebrate our existence... People are the only mirror we have to see ourselves in. The domain of all meaning. All virtue, all evil, are contained only in people. There is none in the universe at large. Solitary confinement is a punishment in every human culture.

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Never argue with a pedant over nomenclature. It wastes your time and annoys the pedant.

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The shocked silence that followed was decidedly baffled. And even, possibly, a little thoughtful, if that was not too much to hope.

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The wounded want power, nothing else; they think it will keep them from being hurt again.

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I have no idea why some of my books draw awards and others don't, except that the ones I spent the least time worrying about other people's response to — that I wrote for myself — seem to do the best of all.

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Total strangers trying to kill me make me feel right at home.

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The really unforgivable acts are committed by calm men in beautiful green silk rooms, who deal death wholesale, by the shipload, without lust, or anger, or desire, or any redeeming emotion to excuse them but cold fear of some pretended future. But the crimes they hope to prevent in that future are imaginary. The ones they commit in the present — they are real.

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The will to be stupid is a very powerful force, but there are always alternatives.

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Honesty is the only way with anyone, when you'll be so close as to be living inside each other's skins.

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When a normal ensign looked at his commander, he ought to see a godlike being, not a, a... future subordinate. New ensigns were supposed to be a subhuman species anyway.

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"I thought they'd never fall asleep." Ivan paused; a slow smirk displaced the snarl on his face. "But they were smiling, when they finally did."

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Mark's own taste in women, if ever he should live to exercise it, ran more to something like that little blonde clone... Somebody short, soft, pink, timid, somebody who wouldn't kill and eat him after they mated.

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Organization seemed to be the key. To get huge masses of properly matched men and materials to the right place at the right time in the right order with the swiftness required to even grasp survival — to wrestle an infinitely complex and confusing reality into the abstract shape of victory — organization, it seemed, might even outrank courage as a soldierly virtue.

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I've got forward momentum. There's no virtue in it. It's just a balancing act. I don't dare stop.

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