Top 26 Miles Vorkosigan Quotes
#1. There will be grace and forgiveness enough, old dog, even for you. I pray you will spare me a drink from that cup, when it overflows for you.
- Miles Vorkosigan
Lois McMaster Bujold
#2. Modern warfare wasn't supposed to have this much blood in it. The weapons were supposed to cook everyone neatly, like eggs in their shells. (Mark Vorkosigan's first experience with warfare, on seeing Miles Vorkosigan splattered before him)
Lois McMaster Bujold
#4. Miles is ... Miles; close to a force of nature, climbing up out of his own pages and escaping subordination to any opinion of mine.
Lois McMaster Bujold
#5. We would have been happy if we could have assigned just three categories, large, medium, and small; the point is, we wanted to avoid personal judgments. It actually turned out to be quite a finely tuned scale.
Charles Francis Richter
#6. Now, there's this about cynicism, Sergeant. It's the universe's most supine moral position. Real comfortable. If nothing can be done, then you're not some kind of shit for not doing it, and you can lie there and stink to yourself in perfect peace.
Lois McMaster Bujold
#7. Galeni made her smile but not laugh. The lack of any sense of play between them worried Miles; you had to have a keen sense of humor to do sex and stay sane.
Lois McMaster Bujold
#8. There is a certain bleakness in finding hope where one expected certainty.
Ursula K. Le Guin
#9. Love subtracts sorrow,
divides trouble,
adds blessings,
and multiplies joy.
Matshona Dhliwayo
#10. Artists are people with a genius for finding a new answer, a new connection, or a new way of getting things done.
That would be you.
Seth Godin
#12. Years ago
I was an angry young man
I'd pretend
that I was a billboard
standing tall
by the side of the road
I fell in love
with the beautiful highway
David Byrne
#13. In my experience, milady, we can never get back to exactly where we started, no matter how hard we try.
Lois McMaster Bujold
#14. I think if you do something and it turns out pretty good, then you should go do something else wonderful, not dwell on it for too long. Just figure out what's next.
Jonathan Ive
#15. 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 and Cockroach Crunch. Vorkosigan
Lois McMaster Bujold
#16. How could I possibly know what I wanted, when I was only twenty-one?
Sinead O'Conner
#17. Hunting hawks did not belong in cages, no matter how much a man coveted their grace, no matter how golden the bars. They were far more beautiful soaring free. Heartbreakingly beautiful.
Lois McMaster Bujold
#19. They don't want to hear how Octavia is different from us. They want to know how we're the same. They know what it's like to have an itch. They can imagine what it's like to be a mother. This brief encounter has changed them. Now they can identify with an octopus. They
Sy Montgomery
#21. The claims of existing social arrangements and of self interest have been duly allowed for. We cannot at the end count them a second time because we do not like the result.
John Rawls
#22. With Hollywood you're yesterday's news if you get a flop at the box office. So you might as well be braced to have something else to do that's interesting. Have something lined up to keep your stories fulfilled, and your ideas, because if you're just cranking out movies three times a year.
David Gordon Green
#23. This is important! But you have to stay absolutely cool. I may be completely off-base, and panicking prematurely."
"I don't think so. I think you're panicking post-maturely. In fact, if you were panicking any later it would be practically posthumously. I've been panicking for days.
Lois McMaster Bujold
#24. Miles clutched Quinn's elbow. "Don't Panic."
"I'm not panicking," Quinn observed, "I'm watching you panic. It's more entertaining .
Lois McMaster Bujold
#25. A true Vor, Miles told himself severely, does not bury his face in his liegewoman's breasts and cry
even if he is at a convenient height for it.
Lois McMaster Bujold
#26. I was so incensed that I was oblivious to all as I ran over broken glass, holding a five-foot weightlifting bar. The glass tore the soles of my feet as I chased the gang's car up the street. I remember breathing heavily as I cursed failing to catch my enemies.
Stephen Richards
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