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...
I always thought there was some reason why ‘Scot’ rhymed with ‘plot,
Hodie mihi cras tibi. Sic transit gloria mundi.
He thought of such places in a way that had no words, only recognizing one when he came to it. He might have called it holy, save that the feel of such a place had nothing to do with church or saint....
He shook his head slowly from side to side, as though it were very heavy. I could almost hear the contents sloshing.
He reached out a long arm and drew me in, holding me close against him. I put my arms around him and felt the quiver of his muscles, exhausted, and the sheer hard strength still in him, that would hol...
He came through the front door just as I barreled into the hallway, and grabbed me round the waist, kissing me with sun-dusty enthusiasm and sandpaper whiskers. You’re back, I said, rather inanely. I...
Go down, she said, and tell them the MacKenzies are here.
Do you know,' he said again softly, addressing his hands, 'what it is to love someone, and never - never! - be able to give them peace, or joy, or happiness?'He looked up then, eyes filled with pain....
But it wouldn’t have half the power of a story in which Jamie and Claire truly conquer real evil and thus show what real love is. Real love has real costs—and they’re worth it. I’ve always said all my...
For months, people have been asking my views about the Scottish independence referendum, and I've been saying, 'It's not my country; I don't live here. Much as I love Scotland, I think it would be ina...
Your face is my heart.
Women.
Within the circle of the fire, where part
Thought. Lumpish. And the word came to me: feckless.
Panes in an attempt to get a better look at
Arm as
You're tearin' my guts out, Claire.
Well, that’s of no consequence just now. But he did not tell you—that is—has he not told you about Willie? I stared at him blankly. Who’s Willie? Instead of explaining, he bent and opened the drawer o...
Really love him, I mean, Geilie persisted. Not just to bed him; I know you want that, and he does too. They all do. But do you love him? Did I love him? Beyond the urges of the flesh? The hole had the...