It wasn’t a very likely place for disappearances, at least at first glance.
Is it usual, what it is between us when I touch you?
Is it true—that I won’t forget? He paused for a moment, hand on her hair. Aye, that’s true, he said softly. But it’s true, too, that it willna matter after a time.
I will not mourn him alone tonight, he said roughly, and closed the door.
I want him. I had not said that to Jamie at our marriage; I had not wanted him, then. But I had said it since, three times; in two moments of choice at Craigh na Dun, and once again at Lallybroch. I...
I have been in perturbation of mind for days, debating whether I shall write it, and now, having written, whether to send it.
I finished grating a root and dropped the stub into a jar on the desk. Bloodroot is aptly named; the scientific name is Sanguinaria, and the juice is red, acrid, and sticky. The bowl in my lap was ful...
He stood for a moment, bereavement a sudden, small tear in his soul.
For a long time, he said at last, when I was small, I pretended to myself that I was the bastard of some great man. All orphans do this, I think, he added dispassionately.It makes life easier to bear,...
Don’t let characters talk pointlessly—they only talk if there’s something to say.
Castle Leoch. Well, at least now I knew where I was. When I had known it, Castle Leoch was a picturesque ruin, some thirty miles north of Bargrennan. It was considerably more picturesque now, what wit...
Because I wanted you. He turned from the window to face me. More than I ever wanted anything in my life, he added softly.I continued staring at him, dumbstruck. Whatever I had been expecting, it wasn'...
And you, my Sassenach? What were you born for? To be lady of a manor, or to sleep in the fields like a gypsy? To be a healer, or a don's wife, or an outlaw's lady?I was born for you, I said simply, an...
Almost everybody understands that you have to have something at stake for a story to be good.
I stagger out of bed, take the dogs outside, and then I'll get a Diet Coke and a couple of dog biscuits and go upstairs. By the time I've consumed my Diet Coke and had a quick run through the morning...
He thought perhaps it didn’t matter that they faced in opposite directions—so long as they faced each other.
What it is between us, when I touch you, when you … lie with me? Is it always so between a man and a woman? In spite of his difficulties, I knew exactly what he meant. His gaze was direct, holding my...
This is why you use imagery when writing about sex; it’s a means both of evoking immediacy and of distilling emotion.
Pointless to spend too much time in planning, anyway, given the propensity of life to make sudden left-hand turns without warning.
No. Ye loved him. I canna hold it against either of you that ye mourn him. And it gives me some comfort to know ... He hesitated, and I reached up to smooth the rumpled hair off his face.To know what?...