Quotes from the latest Bujold Sci Fi
""They weren't all girlfriends. Mamere always made me do a lot of diplomatic and social escort duty." Actual real take-to-bed girlfriends had been less abundant, though Ivan wasn't about to explain this to By.
"You made them all look like girlfriends."
"Well, sure."
"How did you keep them happy?"
The light-spangled night rain flickered by outside the canopy. The wet streets wanted background music, some soulful lament to urban loneliness... "You know," and somehow, probably because of the damned rain, Ivan's mouth went off on its own: "I've always wondered why nobody ever notices that lots and lots of girlfriends entail lots and lots of breakups." Enough to learn all the road signs by heart, yeah.
By's eyes opened; his brows climbed. "Huh. You never seemed to point up that part."
"No."
-- page 308, Chapter 19, Captain Vorpatril's Alliance by Bujold
"I do not have a claustrophobia thing. I have a perfectly rational dislike of being locked up in small, dark, wet spaces by people trying to kill me." (page 332, Chapter 20)
""Let your command post know to treat this as a Class Two Biohazard Area. At least." ... Overhearing this, the engineering tech crouching at his control panel stopped inhaling, but, after a minute, gave up and continued his task." (page 371, Chapter 23)
"His eye fell on Simon, watching this with his mouth gone wry. "And Simon. What the hell?" The Why was I blindsided? look was very clear in the Emperor's eye, which Ivan could only be grateful was not turned on him. Yet.
Simon gave him a beleaguered head tilt. "You know that long lunch appointment I made with you for tomorrow?"
"Yes...?"
"I should have made it for yesterday."" (page 378, Chapter 23)
""I," said Lady ghem Estif austerely, "would be more than happy to give this benighted world a piece of my mind."
[B] and [Bn] looked at each other.
"No interviews," said [Bn]. "Not one word."
"Right," sighed [B]." (page 384, Chapter 24)
"Is asking Who can I kill for you? usually how people say I love you in Jacksonian?" (page 409, Chapter 25)
"When life and chance handed you an afternoon as idyllic as this one promised to be, it seemed profoundly ungrateful not to pay attention." (page 442, Epilogue)
"You made them all look like girlfriends."
"Well, sure."
"How did you keep them happy?"
The light-spangled night rain flickered by outside the canopy. The wet streets wanted background music, some soulful lament to urban loneliness... "You know," and somehow, probably because of the damned rain, Ivan's mouth went off on its own: "I've always wondered why nobody ever notices that lots and lots of girlfriends entail lots and lots of breakups." Enough to learn all the road signs by heart, yeah.
By's eyes opened; his brows climbed. "Huh. You never seemed to point up that part."
"No."
-- page 308, Chapter 19, Captain Vorpatril's Alliance by Bujold
"I do not have a claustrophobia thing. I have a perfectly rational dislike of being locked up in small, dark, wet spaces by people trying to kill me." (page 332, Chapter 20)
""Let your command post know to treat this as a Class Two Biohazard Area. At least." ... Overhearing this, the engineering tech crouching at his control panel stopped inhaling, but, after a minute, gave up and continued his task." (page 371, Chapter 23)
"His eye fell on Simon, watching this with his mouth gone wry. "And Simon. What the hell?" The Why was I blindsided? look was very clear in the Emperor's eye, which Ivan could only be grateful was not turned on him. Yet.
Simon gave him a beleaguered head tilt. "You know that long lunch appointment I made with you for tomorrow?"
"Yes...?"
"I should have made it for yesterday."" (page 378, Chapter 23)
""I," said Lady ghem Estif austerely, "would be more than happy to give this benighted world a piece of my mind."
[B] and [Bn] looked at each other.
"No interviews," said [Bn]. "Not one word."
"Right," sighed [B]." (page 384, Chapter 24)
"Is asking Who can I kill for you? usually how people say I love you in Jacksonian?" (page 409, Chapter 25)
"When life and chance handed you an afternoon as idyllic as this one promised to be, it seemed profoundly ungrateful not to pay attention." (page 442, Epilogue)