I am who I choose to be. I have always been what I chose, though not always what I pleased. - Lois McMaster Bujold

I learned long ago not to exhaust myself grappling problems that time will carry away on its tide.

She probably felt about matrimony the way Miles felt about needle-grenade launchers.

All the worry people expend over not existing after they die, yet nary a one ever seems to spare a moment to worry about not having existed before they were conceived. Or at all. After all, one sperm over and we would have been our sisters, and we'd never have been missed.