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My home is not a place, it is people.

Lois McMaster Bujold

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Lois McMaster Bujold
Age: 75
Born: 1949
Born: November 2
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If the truth doesn't save us, what does that say about us?
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Our children change us... whether they live or not.
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But have you ever overheard two women discussing men? Men are crude liars, comparing their drabs, but women - I'd rather have [an] anatomist dissect me alive than to listen to the things the ladies say about us when they think they are alone.
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But pain seems to me an insufficient reason not to embrace life. Being dead is quite painless. Pain, like time, is going to come on regardless. Question is, what glorious moments can you win from life in addition to the pain?
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I do think, half of what we call madness is just some poor slob dealing with pain by a strategy that annoys the people around him.
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If there's no game, isn't winning a pretty meaningless concept?
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Well, what is a blessing but a curse from another point of view?
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The gods give no gifts without hooks embedded.
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A price is something you get. A cost is something you lose.
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Some people grow into their dreams, instead of out of them.
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One of the best things about writing is how it redeems, not to mention recycles, all of one's prior experiences, including or perhaps especially the failures.
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It was suicide, wasn't it? In an involuntary sort of way, said Vorob'yev. These Cetagandan political suicides can get awfully messy, when the principal won't cooperate. Thirty-two stab wounds in the back, worst case of suicide they ever saw? murmured Ivan, clearly fascinated by the gossip. Exactly, my lord.
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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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When you give each other everything, it becomes an even trade. Each wins all.
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Poets speak of hope in ladies smiles, but give me a smirk any day, I say.
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I take it as a man's duty to restrain himself.
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The gods' most savage curses come upon us as answers to our own prayers. Prayer is a dangerous business.
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I'm very interested in the impact of biotechnology on the way people live.
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Real destiny takes everything-the last drop of blood, and strip out your veins to be sure-and gives it back doubled. Quadrupled. A thousand-fold! But you can't give halves. You have to give it all. I know. I swear. I've come back from the dead to speak the truth to you. Real destiny gives you a mountain of life, and puts you on top of it.
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If you desire a man to tell you comfortable lies about your prowess, and so fetter any hope of true excellence, I'm sure you may find one anywhere. Not all prisons are made of iron bars. Some are made of feather beds.
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