Sometimes love tries to do too much.
Hughes has to say. In the cold light of morning,
Revenge was personal as a rule. Otherwise it was pointless.
Love teaches you humility—patience—understanding.
Explain to Mark what the woman had told me
What could have been Henry Cutter’s
She grinned. I seen that you was sleeping in the sitting room
Men showed. I’d grown up on the tales of feuds and clan
Without it.
And take good care of it. Henri’s neck
It was a miracle, finding myself a father. I can’t tell you. He was so small, and yet so real. He moved, he made sounds, he opened his eyes and stared into my face. His hands clutched at my fingers. I...
I hadn’t realized that a break in a bone could be so exquisitely painful. I’d feel a greater tolerance for the the wounded after this.
That's the point of working with one's hands, you see. It gives the mind something else to do besides worry.
Nursing Service.
Children were quick to grasp the subtleties of emotions around them, to see through evasions and quickly identify prevarication.
Or mop up vomit and other bodily fluids from
When self-doubt awakens, it feeds on itself. . . .
I was always a killer. It was my skill, and they’d taught me well. She taught me love.
Mother’s eyes widen
Ye ken, it's the living and no' the dead who know the truth. The dead still believe it was worth dying for. Charles Todd, Racing the Devil