I would have sworn on Brianna’s head that Jamie didn’t; hadn’t, couldn’t, under any circumstances whatever. At least I would have sworn that before tonight. I closed my eyes, chest heaving, and tried...
I would have liked to know what Emily Post had to recommend in a situation like this, but as Miss Post wasn’t present, I was forced to improvise.
I will, I said promptly, and I strongly suggest you have some, too. I expect you need it as much as I do. A slight smile showed briefly at the corner of his mouth. Is that a medical opinion, Mrs. Malc...
I waved pleasantly after him, thinking how much I should enjoy sticking a fork into him, when the time came.
I wasn't used to living crowded cheek by jowl with numbers of other people, as was customary here. People ate, slept, and frequently copulated, crammed into tiny, stifling cottages, lit and warmed by...
I was crying for joy, my Sassenach,' he said softly. He reached out slowly and took my face between his hands. And thanking God that I have two hands. That I have two hands to hold you with. To serve...
I walked down the hallway, my steps muffled by the long Turkey carpet that covered the parquet. There was an indistinguishable murmur of male voices ahead. I turned a corner into a shorter corridor an...
I understood very well just then, why it is that men measure time. They wish to fix a moment, in the vain hope that doing so will keep it from departing.
I told you I had feelings for my wife, he said softly. I did. Affection. Familiarity. Loyalty. We had known each other all her life; our fathers had been friends; I had known her brother. She might we...
I told them I’d had a nightmare – well, I had, in a way – but it caused the hell of a stramash, what wi’ the bairns shriekin’, and Ian choking in the corner, and Mrs. Murray sittin’ bolt upright in be...
I thought of it, yes, he said finally. He let his head fall back on the pillow, eyes fixed on the low beamed ceiling. Still, if I was human enough—or petty enough—to consider that I might offend you b...
I thought he’d have an apoplexy on the spot, Grey said, lips twitching. Likely wishes he had. Grey looked at Tom, Tom at Grey, and they burst into suffocated snorts of laughter at the memory of the Ho...
I think perhaps the greatest burden lies in caring for those we cannot help.
I suppose I am asking whether you believe in fate, Lord John went on. The ghost of a smile wavered on his face. You, of all people, would seem best suited to say.
I prayed all the way up that hill yesterday, he said softly. Not for you to stay; I didna think that would be right. I prayed I'd be strong enough to send ye away. He shook his head, still gazing up t...
I might have sound reasons for disliking John Grey—always difficult to feel a warm sense of goodwill toward a man with a professed homosexual passion for one’s husband, after all—but I had to admit th...
I may quibble wi' what the Lord's called me to do now and then, Sassenach - but I've nay argument wi' how he made me.Besides, if it had been different, I wouldna have you, would I? Or have Brianna or...
I may be out of bed, but I’m in no way equipped to conduct hypothetical conversations before I’ve had a cup of tea.
I know why the Jews and Muslims have nine hundred names for God; one small word is not enough for love. I
I knew he had been married, he corrected. He dropped his hands, fiddling aimlessly with the small objects that littered his desk. He told me—or gave me to understand, at least—that you were dead. Grey...