An Honor Is Not Diminished For Being

Only The Saints Would Joke So About The Gods, Because It Was Either Joke Or Scream, And They Alone Knew It Was All The Same To The Gods.

Cecil Flashed A Grin. "quite. Plus Your Rather Irritating Habit Of Treating Your Superior Officers As Your, Ah..." Cecil Paused, Apparently Groping Again For Just The Right Word. "equals?" Miles Hazarded. "cattle," Cecil Corrected Judiciously.

Yes," Vorkosigan Agreed, "i Could Take Over The Universe With This Army If I Could Ever Get All Their Weapons Pointed In The Same Direction.

A Weapon Is A Device For Making Your Enemy Change His Mind.

There Was No Limit To What One Man Might Do, If He Gave All, And Held Back Nothing.