Live with Highlanders long enough, and every damn rock and tree meant something! Perhaps
Just as my grandmother taught me, and her grandmother before her.
If ye loved him, he must ha' been a good man.''Yes, he...was.''Then I shall do my best to honor his spirit by serving his wife.
If ye have to ask yourself if you’re in love, laddie—then ye aren’t,
I will have papers. And whether it is one George or the other who rules in time - this land will be ours. And yours, he added softly, raising his eyes to Brianna's. And your children's after you. I la...
I have been more fortunate than most, I suppose, he said quietly. There was the one thing he would take from me. His expression softened as he looked down into the face of the boy in the palm of his h...
Don’t go overboard in avoiding said. Basically, said is the default for dialogue, and a good thing, too; it’s an invisible word that doesn’t draw attention to itself.
Its appearance was greeted with cries of rapture, and following a brief struggle over possesion of the volume, William rescued it before it should be torn to pieces, but allowed himself to be induced...
Women.
Thinking I meant to snatch this treat for myself, but I pushed
You asked me if I thought it was worth it. I don’t know. But it is my duty, regardless.
While the Lord might insist that vengeance was His, no male Highlander of my acquaintance had ever thought it right that the Lord should be left to handle such things without assistance.
When? Now, he said, and took my elbow. There is no time to lose.
When you kissed me like that well maybe you weren't so sorry to be marrying me after all.
We have nothing now between us, save - respect, perhaps. And I think that respect has maybe room for secrets, but not for lies.
We are bound, you and I, and nothing on this earth shall part me from you.
There is nothing between us now but respect, and respect has room for secrets, I think—but not for lies.
The weather was still cold, but I was not. The blood thrummed near the surface of my skin, and I felt heat rise in my palms. I reached a hand out to the pine that stood by me, drops of water trembling...
Sometimes our best action result in things that are most regrettable.
Penstemon, overhearing