Lois McMaster Bujold on War
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.
Lois McMaster Bujold on Perfection
I don't confuse greatness with perfection. To be great anyhow is…the higher acheivement.
Lois McMaster Bujold on Parents
Some 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 Bujold on Friendship
If you make it plain you like people, it's hard for them to resist liking you back.
Lois McMaster Bujold on Friendship
A good friend of my son's is a son to me.
Lois McMaster Bujold on Death
The dead cannot cry out for justice; it is a duty of the living to do so for them.
Lois McMaster Bujold on Children
Some 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 Bujold on Children
Our children change us…whether they live or not.
Lois McMaster Bujold on Children
Children might or might not be a blessing, but to create them and then fail them was surely damnation.
Lois McMaster Bujold on Character
I take it as a man's duty to restrain himself.