A well-expressed opinion is usually better than a badly expressed fact, so
Suppose—maybe medicines? They’re covered,
A marriage is made not in ritual or in words but in the living of it.
She pulled my hair, he said reflectively. Took a clump of it out by the roots. I’ll tell ye, Sassenach; if ever I feel the need to change my manner of employment, I dinna think I’ll take up attacking...
No mistake.
Shock was giving way to a nervous impulse to laugh. Ken his family? Not likely; and how should he explain that he was the grandson—six times over—of her own brother, Dougal? That he was, in fact, not...
Shell shock, they said in the First World War. Battle fatigue, in the Second. It’s what happens when you live through things you shouldn’t have been able to live through and can’t reconcile that knowl...
This is the thin time, when the beloved dead draw near. The world turns inward, and the chilling air grows thick with dreams and mystery.
She supposed that it it perhaps not fair to quarrel with someone on the basis of what you thought they were thinking
The world and each day in it is a gift, mo chridhe—no matter what tomorrow may be.
Of Jamie. God, how could I do it? Leave him
Yes. It doesn't matter what happens; no matter where a child goes - how far or how long. Even if it's forever. You never lose them. You can't.
No. There were men there from all over the Highlands—from every clan, almost. Only a few men from each clan—remnants and ragtag. But the more in need of a chief, for all that. And that’s what you were...
While most people became irritable when hungry, a redheaded person with an empty stomach was a walking time bomb.
This is the grimoire of the witch, Geillis. It is a witch’s name, and I take it for my own; what I was born does not matter, only what I will make of myself, only what I will become. And
Grey felt his brows shoot up. Green plants stop scurvy? he blurted. Wherever did you get that notion?
Then came the sound of a single pair of footsteps, and then the whoosh and creak of someone settling heavily into a chair. There was silence for a moment. Then Lord John said You can get up now, if yo...
What is it about ye, Sassenach, I wonder? he said conversationally, eyes still fixed on Myers.What is about me?He turned then, and gave me a narrow eye. What it is that makes every man ye meet want t...
Not for the first time, I reflected that intimacy and romance are not synonymous.
No, my Sassenach, he said softly. Open your eyes. Look at me. For that is your punishment, as it is mine. See what you have done to me, as I have done to you. Look at me.
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