I could know ye all my life, I think, and always love you.
It’s only when ye ken ye can say no that it takes courage.
It's always better if they see. Then they don't imagine things. So I didn't imagine, I remembered.
You alone, hold all my heart, whole in your hands. And you know that.
Wee surprise for ye. Fergus! Fergus, likewise beaming, came from behind a wagon, ushering a slight man with windblown,
The most irritating thing about cliches, I decided, was how frequently they were true.
Blood of my blood, he whispered, and bone of my bone. You carry me within ye, Claire, and ye canna leave me now, no matter what happens. You are mine, always,
Now, then. What does ‘fucking’ mean?
Marriage is made not in ritual or in words but in the living of it.
Though I could wish your own limits went a bit further.
I’m afraid my wife picked up a number of, er, colorful expressions from the Yanks and such, Frank offered, with a nervous smile. True, I said, gritting my teeth as I wrapped a water-soaked napkin abou...
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....
Nothing is lost, Sassenach; only changed. That’s the first law of thermodynamics, I said, wiping my nose. No, he said. That’s faith.
I wouldna tell ye if I did, he said, just as quietly. But I don’t. Would you warn him—if you could? Grey asked. He oughtn’t, but was possessed by curiosity. I would, Fraser replied without hesitation....
Roger speaking to Brianna: It's too important. You don't forget having a dad.You do remember your father?No. I remember yours.
It's like a little fortress, where the most private part of you lives - maybe it's your soul, maybe just that bit that makes you yourself and not anyone else.
We stood wrapped in each other’s arms, taking comfort from our family below, yearning for the others we might never see again, at once at home and homeless, balanced on a knife edge of danger and unce...
You are mine, it had said. Mine! And I will not let you go.
Looking down on the assembly, standing patiently in the drizzle awaiting a verdict, I suddenly had a vivid understanding of something. Like so many, I had heard, appalled, the reports that trickled ou...
Lord John William Grey, aged sixteen and filled to the brim with regimental notions of gallantry and noble purpose, bruised, shaken, and fighting the pain of his broken arm, had tried to bargain, to s...
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