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Lots of things can be more important than money when you lacked other options.
Maybe they wouldn’t let me starve, but they weren’t going to make me comfortable.
This isn’t the romance of space. This is you and space in a nice, comfortable rut.
I knew he was done when he said “But I must be boring you” to me, which is narcissist-speak for “Now I’m bored.”
The Fflict recognized five genders: male, female, zhial, yal, and neuter. Aul was zhial, and ze liked zis pronouns accurately stated. I would too, in zis position.
He said nothing—I don’t believe he could say anything at that point—but simply watched me looking at him, holding him in his last moments of life. Then he stopped watching and left me.
Tarsem’s security staff swarming over me and him, pulling me off of him and dragging the both of us away, me presumably to safety, and Tarsem to oblivion.
“It’s better to be a dog in peace, than a man in war.”
My problem is, I live in interesting times.
“Captain, the problem is not that I’m paranoid. The problem is that the universe keeps justifying my paranoia.”
“And so we learn how simple it is to change the history of the universe,” Sorvalh said. “All you need is for every other thing to have gone so horribly wrong first.”
“I’m a terrific boss, and I’ll brutally sabotage the career of any underling who says different.”

