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

Any man can be kind when he is comfortable. I'd always thought kindness a trivial virtue, therefore. But when we were hungry, thirsty, sick, frightened, with our deaths shouting at us, in the heart of horror, you were still as unfailingly courteous as a gentleman at ease before his own hearth.

She wondered when not dull had become her prime criterion for mate selection.

"And what is your current complaint?"

I don't like Barrayar, I want to go home, my father-in-law wants to murder my baby, half my friends are running for their lives, and I can't get ten minutes alone with my husband, whom you people are consuming before my eyes, my feet hurt, my head hurts, my soul hurts...

It was all too complicated. The poor man just wanted something to put in his blank, not an essay.

"Fatigue," Cordelia managed at last.