author. He was born in Cleveland
. Weber and his wife Sharon live in Greenville
, South Carolina
with their three children and "a passel of dogs".
Previously the owner of a small advertising and public relations agency, Weber now writes science fiction full time.
His novels range from epic fantasy (Oath of Swords, The War God's Own) to space opera
(Path of the Fury, The Armageddon Inheritance) to alternate history (1632 series with Eric Flint
) to military science fiction
with in-depth characterization.
Many of his stories have military
My duty is not affected by what others may or may not do to discharge their own.
But what kept them on their feet when there was no sane reason for hope were the bonds between them, loyalty to one another, the knowledge others depended on them even as they depended on those others. And sometimes, all too rarely, it came down to a single person it was simply unthinkable to fail. Someone they knew would never quit on them, never leave them in the lurch.
The world's best swordsman doesn't fear the second best; he fears the worst swordsman, because he can't predict what the idiot will do.
But the universe wasn't really unfair, she thought, and her mouth quirked. It just didn't give much of a damn one way or the other.
I suppose I ought to think up some dramatic, quotable phrase for Public Information and the history books, but I'm damned if any of them come to mind. Besides, admitting the truth wouldn't sound too good (...) The truth, Russell, is that now the moment's here, I'm scared shitless. Somehow I don't think even Public Information could turn that into good copy.
… Henke sensed her terrifying aptitude for destruction as never before. Henke had feared for her sanity; now she knew the truth was almost worse than that. Honor wasn't insane — she simply didn't care. She'd lost not only her sense of balance but any desire to regain it.
Perhaps his love for her made him less than impartial, but he also knew how deeply she'd been hurt and chided her for judging herself so much more harshly than she would have judged someone else…
"Oh, Christ! We're all gonna die. You seen the kinds'a casualty lists she comes up with?"