Queen's knight, he said quietly. To queen two. It was, he knew, a dangerous opening.
Overall, the library held a hushed exultation, as though the cherished volumes were all singing soundlessly within their covers.
Once a man has lived under arms, I suspect he is marked for life.In fact I have heard it remarked that old soldiers never die; they just fade away.
Nothing is lost ... only changed.
Not loneliness, but solitude. Not suffering, but endurance, the discovery of grim kinship with the rocks and sky. And the finding here of a harsh peace that would transcend bodily discomfort, a healin...
Not Duncan, but Da’s down there
Never give anything away for free—but sometimes it pays to oil the wheels a bit.
May I come in? I wish to talk to you. Yes, I suppose you do. If I hadn’t known both his fathers, I would have marveled at his ability to suppress the rage and confusion he had so clearly exhibited a q...
Looking for you, ye wee fool! And what in the name of all holy are you doing here? And dressed like that, God damn you! He’d had the briefest look at her in her breeches and shirt, but it was enough....
Let me be enough,
Je suis Prest
Jamie shook his head at me admiringly. And here I thought I married you because ye had a fair face and a fine fat arse. To think you’ve a brain as well! He neatly dodged the blow I aimed at his ear, a...
It’s … difficult to explain. It’s … it’s like … I think it’s as though everyone has a small place inside themselves, maybe, a private bit that they keep to themselves. It’s like a little fortress, whe...
It’s not too late, you know, she said. She smiled, teasing a little tremulously. You could still back out. It’s been too late for me since the day I saw you, he said gruffly.
It was as if there was a - it wasna a door, exactly, but a passageway of some kind - before me. And I could go through it, if I wanted. And I did want to, he said, giving me a sideways glance and a sh...
It took two days, and God kens well that I recall every second of those days—yet it seems that I lost her between one heartbeat and the next. And I—I keep lookin’ for her there, in that space between.
I'm honest enough to say that I dinna care what the right and wrong of hit may be, so long as you are here wi' me, Claire, he said softly. If it was a sin for you to choose me... then I would go to th...
I'll leave it to you, Sassenach, he said dryly, to imagine what it feels like to arrive unexpectedly in the midst of a brothel, in possession of a verra large sausage.
I was of an age, after all, where … Well, on the other hand, he presumably didn’t have the same instinctive reactions that the majority of men did, in terms of feminine attractions. Which rather left...
I want to take ye to bed. In my bed. And I mean to spend the rest of the day thinking what to do wit ye once I got ye there. So wee Archie can just go and play at marbles with his bollucks, aye?