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born 1953 Canada
Stephen Michael Stirling (born 30 September 1953) is a Canadian-American science fiction and fantasy author. His novels often describe military situations and militaristic cultures.
Also known as: S.M. Stirling, SM Stirling
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There is a technical term for someone who confuses the opinions of a character in a book with those of the author. That term is idiot.
Conquistador (2003)
A libertarian is someone who can believe that the police are no more than a gang of thugs without realizing that in the absence of police, thugs will gather into gangs.
"Keep your own counsel—and use your head for something besides a battering ram, that is my advice to you. Keep up your chess; it stretches the mind and makes it supple.
They rode armed for war, curved swords at their side and the thick horn-and-sinew bows of mounted archers in cases at their knees.
Trust is the lubricant that enables men to work together, and they've thrown a handful of corundum grit into ours.
When men hunted each other to eat, there could be no trust, and trust was what let even the wildest men work together.
He'd been fighting in the cause of civilization, and his stomach reminded him that he deserved some of its fruits.
Bad writers have influences. Good writers steal.
"And Sita, isn't it about time you grew up?" "You mean it's adult behavior to let ambassadors get ripped up by boars on the family's hunting grounds, brother?"
One of the pieces of advice his father had given him when he got his commission was that excitable women were wearing, but often worth the trouble.
They’re starting to live a little more like human beings and a little less like mad beasts. The problem is that men are more dangerous than beasts. And they’re still a lot closer to vicious mad beasts than to real human beings, like my friends here.
[H]alf-animal they might be, but the savages were survivors of generation upon generation of survivors in a game where losers went into the stewpot.
The waxen line of the bowstrings struck their leather bracers with a light whapping sound ... A man dropped from each end of the attackers' rough formation, with the flat punching smack of arrowheads striking flesh loud enough to hear.
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