Honorverse favorite one-liners

roseandheather wrote:There's a lot of funny in these books, but I'd have to say Michelle Henke is the most consistently hilarious character in the whole 'verse.

Also hilarious is this description of a cranky Khumalo in TSoS: "...Khumalo rumbled like an irritated boar."

It probably doesn't speak well for my sense of self-preservation that my first instinct is to cuddle the cranky Admiral...

"I've got drug-crazed natives armed with black-powder rifles and primed to slaughter off-worlders in job lots, and you've got two starships with drives on standby!

She had the authority to do that to any ship which refused to allow her examination, with or without probable cause, should she so choose, but it was an action she would have to justify to the Admiralty, and she could just see the headlines it would provoke. "rmn expels merchant ship with defective drive." "freighter sent to die in hyper by heartless manticoran officer." "haven protests harrington's inhuman expulsion of damaged freighter."

"Aside from that, his only recommendation for command is that he has a pulse."

Amaroq wrote:

"Aside from that, his only recommendation for command is that he has a pulse."

Al-Fanudahi summarizing Filareta's command abilities. And he was one of the smarter Solly officers...

She walked into the lift with her treecat, and McKeon stood for several seconds, looking at the door which had closed behind her and wondering why her smile had frightened him so.

Jeremy X

“Harrington's back from the grave, Cathy. Don't you understand—yet—how much that changes the political equation?”

Shadow of Saganami, Ch. 9 wrote:Basically, the Nasty Kitty has been assigned to Talbott Station, under the command of Rear Admiral Khumalo."
Abigail saw Ragnhild Pavletic and Aikawa Kagiyama go absolutely rigid. Their eyes were suddenly huge, and she rather thought they'd both forgotten to breathe.

“Why is it,” Terekhov asked conversationally, “that people like you always think you’re more ruthless than people like me?”

“I can’t say it’s been a pleasure speaking to you, Brigadier,” Terekhov replied. “Educational, yes, in a disgusting sort of way, but not a pleasure. In fact, I’m just as happy we won’t be speaking again.”

“Good,” she said. “Now get the fuck out of here before I change my mind and decide to shoot a couple of dozen of them to hurry you on your way!”

“Oh, I’m not afraid of that,” he assured her. “In fact ,” he raised his wrist and glanced at his personal chrono, “you should be receiving my response to your terms”— those ice-blue eyes flicked back to her face—“ just about now.”