And, Sassenach, he whispered, your face is my heart.
And you know bloody well that you mostly cant help them anyway; they've got to do it--or not--themselves.
And when my body shall cease, my soul will still be yours, Claire? I swear by my hope of heaven, I will not be parted from you.The wind stirred the leaves of the chestnut trees nearby, and the scents...
And then later, at the funeral, members of the family, followed by the tenants and then the servants, had come one by one to add a stone each to the weight of remembrance.
And then it came to me, as one of the redcoats, knocked flat by a fleeing Scot, rose and shook his fist theatrically after the horses. Of course. A film! I shook my head at my own slowness. They were...
And that knowledge, bred in the bone, is what lies behind mob rule. Because to step outside the group, let alone to stand against it, was for uncounted thousands of years death to the creature who dar...
And in the end, it does not matter. I am what God has made me, and must deal with the Times in which He has placed me.
And if your life is a suitable exchange for my honor, why is my honor not a suitable exchange for your life?
And if there was eternity, or even the idea of it, then perhaps Anselm was right; all things were possible.
And if she had not come back to me...if you had not come...if I had known for sure that both of you were dead...Then I would still have lived...and done what must be done. So will you.
And damn you, too, Claire Randall Fraser, while I'm at it! he said. Damn right I begrudge! I grudge every memory of yours that doesna hold me, and every tear ye've shed for another, and every second y...
And I looked, held prisoner, bound to him. Looked, as he dropped the last of his masks, and showed me the depths of himself, and the wounds of his soul. I would have wept for his hurt, and for mine, h...
And Finally I put down the last and the best advice I knew, on growing older. 'Stand up straight and try not to get fat.
An unfortunate affair of the heart! He smiled grimly, dipping his pen. Perhaps Hal had a greater sensitivity than he’d thought, in so describing it. But then, all his affairs had been unfortunate, sin...
An Englishman thinks a hundred miles is a long way; and American thinks a hundred years is a long time
An Englishman thinks a hundred miles is a long way; an American thinks a hundred years is a long time.
All right. Go and find them. I’ll come in the morning—at first light. Meet me where I found you, all right? Awright, she whispered, and laid a small white hand on his chest, just over his heart. Sank...
All over the clearing, the same thing was happening; the women gave not an inch, but their men stepped out before them. Anyone coming into the clearing would think that the women had melted into invis...
All I want, she said softly to the dark, 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.
Ahora sé por qué los judíos y los musulmanes tienen novecientos nombres para denominar a Dios; al amor no le basta con una palabra.