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Orson Scott Card - In the Ribs
Ender knew the unspoken rules of manly warfare, even though he was only six. It was forbidden to strike the opponent who lay helpless on the ground; only an animal would do that. So Ender walked to Stilson's supine body and kicked him again, viciously, in the ribs.

Naomi Novik - Worth More than the Spring
My girl, my brave girl had done this. She had gone and come back bloody and she had brought us back the spring. And she had come back, she had come back, which was worth all the spring and more for me.

Cora Harrison - It bothered them, but not him
There was a moment's silence. Sammy waited. The men would be looking uncomfortably at one another, he guessed. People were always embarrassed when a blind person addressed them. Never bothered him, but it bothered them.

Robert Jordan - The Dragon Reborn's father
Rand took the last few steps in two sudden strides and grabbed Tam in an embrace. He stood one step down, which brought them near an equal height. In fact, in that posture, Tam almost seemed a giant, and Rand but a child who was clinging to him. There, holding to his father, the Dragon Reborn began to weep.

Robert Jordan - Lan Mandragoran
"If you don't," Lan said quietly from the door, "then you might as well hand her over to the Seanchan." He was not at all abashed from the dark looks the four women who heard his deep voice toll those words like a funeral gong. "You will have to keep her closely. But keep her collared when she wants to be freed and you are no better than they are.

Robert Jordan - Pouring tea
Pouring tea was more complicated than she'd ever assumed. She had to know whose cup to take aside and fill, and whose to fill while they were holding it. She had to know precisely how high to fill a cup so that it would not spill, and how to pour the tea without rattling the porcelain or splashing. She knew when to not be seen and when to make a slight production out of filling cups in case she'd missed people, forgotten them, or misjudged their needs.