Stones of protection; amethyst, emerald, turquoise, lapis lazuli, and a male ruby.
Social prejudice is a strong force, but no match for simple competence when skill is in urgent demand and short supply.
Quite without thought, he glanced at his left hand, and saw the ghost of the scar at the base of his thumb, the C so faded that it was scarcely visible. He had not noticed it or thought of it in years...
People are gregarious by necessity.
Oh, womanly sympathy, love AND food? I said, laughing. Don't want a lot, do you?
Oh, aye, Sassenach. I am your master . . . and you're mine. Seems I canna possess your soul without losing my own.
Nothing is lost, Sassenach; only changed.That's the first law of thermodynamics, I said, wiping my nose.No, he said. That's faith.
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...
My turn today—yours tomorrow. Thus passes the glory of the world.
My own smile lingered as I watched her, and whispered to her sleep-deaf ears, as I had so many times before, God, you are so like him.
Movement at the door of the cabin, and a small figure that I recognized as Amy Higgins appeared. The tall woman pulled off her hat and waved it, her long red hair streaming out like a banner in the wi...
Mmphm, he said. Hell of a choice, there. A stick up the cock, or a finger up the backside, eh?
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....
Life among academics had taught me that a well-expressed opinion is usually better than a badly expressed fact,
John—well. He lifted his shoulders and let them drop. I couldna give him what he wanted—and he is friend enough not to ask it.
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 a terrible thing, to think it might be me that would be the threat, that I could kill you with my love-but it's true.
It was in a way a comforting idea; if there was all the time in the world, then the happening of a given moment became less important. I could see, perhaps, how one could draw back a little, seek some...