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“I would not like a beer. I do not like the way it tastes to me.” “What does it taste like to you?” I asked. “Metaphor is difficult for me, so I apologize if I get this wrong,” Ran said. “All right.” “Beer tastes like ass.” “No, you got it right,” I told Ran.”
― John Scalzi, The Shattering Peace

“But Gideon was experiencing one powerful emotion: being sick of everyone's shit. She unsheathed her sword. She slid her gauntlet over her hand, and tightened the wrist straps with her teeth. And she looked over her shoulder at Harrowhark, who was apparently breaking out of a blue funk to experience her own dominant emotion of "oh no, not again." Gideon silently willed her necromancer to put her knucklebones where her mouth was and, for the first time in her life - for the first real time - do what Gideon needed her to do.

And Harrowhark rose to the occasion like an evening star.”
― Tamsyn Muir, Gideon the Ninth

“Gideon the Ninth, first flower of my house.”
― Tamsyn Muir, Gideon the Ninth

“Just telling humans anything has never worked in the entire history of people.”
― John Scalzi, The Shattering Peace