And a long time, he said. I am a jealous man, but not a vengeful one. I would take you from him, my Sassenach—but I wouldna take him from you.
Always, always, I had had to balance compassion with wisdom, love with judgment, humanity with ruthlessness.
All the names I’ve called you through the years—my chick, my pumpkin, precious dove, darling, sweetheart, dinky, smudge … I know why the Jews and Muslims have nine hundred names for God; one small wor...
All loss is one, and one loss becomes all, a
All I want, is for you to love me. Not because of what I can do or what I look like, or because I love you - just because I am.
Ah, said MacLeod, satisfaction spreading itself across his weathered features. It is so, then, that you know all the songs of the Highlands and the Isles? Not all, said Roger, smiling. But many—and I...
Actually, it’s your kilt that makes me want to fling you to the floor and commit ravishment, I told him. But you don’t look at all bad in your breeks. [....]Take them off, he repeated firmly. He stepp...
A general cry of What book? What book? Let us see this famous book!
A cold supper, were you thinking? I asked dubiously.I was not, he said firmly, I mean to light a roaring fire in the kitchen hearth, fry up a dozen eggs in butter, and eat them all, then lay ye down o...
We've had some luck, both good and bad.
¿Cómo andan? -preguntó, pretendiendo demostrar cierta despreocupación.-¿Quiénes? ¿Te refieres a Brianna y Roger?.-¿A qué otros, si no? -dijo, dejando a un lado sus pretensiones-. ¿Vatodo bien entre el...
O verdadeiro perdão não é forçado - disse -, mas cai como o suave sereno do céu...
…) To the last drop of my blood, mo duinne. Mo duinne I asked, a little disturbed by the intensity of this speech. (…) It means ‘my brown one.’ He raised a lock of hair to his lips and smiled, with a...
—Pero ¿no te das cuenta de que la noción de la muerte entre nosotros es muy poca cosa, Claire? —susurró. Mis manos se cerraron contra su pecho. No, no pensaba que fuera poca cosa. —Todo el tiempo, cua...
Şimdiye kadar 18.yüzyıl leydilerinin bayılmasının korselerinin sıkı olduğundan dolayı düşündüğümü fark ettim ama şimdi nedenini daha iyi görüyordum,bayılma sebepleri 18.yüzyıl erkeklerinin ahmaklığınd...
İnsan hayatın ve sonsuz varlığın getirdiği bitmez düşüncelere bazen ara vermek istiyordu, varlığının doğası nasıl planlanmış olursa olsun, oradan kaçmak istiyordu.
Your face is my heart.
Within the circle of the fire, where part
Small porch; wooden, but filled—mirabile dictu!—with
Said. And how is Oggy today?