Shards of Honour (Vorkosigan Saga, #1)

by Lois McMaster Bujold

I didn’t know then if I’d ever see you again. He wanted to know what I saw in you. I told him . . .” he paused again, and then continued almost shyly, “that you poured out honor like a fountain, all around you.” “That’s weird. I don’t feel full of honor, or anything else, except maybe confusion.” “Naturally not. Fountains keep nothing for themselves.”