Accept the notion of one’s own mortality, and yet live fully, was a paradox worthy of Socrates.
You’ve got a big willy, Uncle John, Adam observed. About the usual for a grown man, I think. Though I believe it’s given fairly general satisfaction.
You’re mine, mo duinne, he said softly, pressing himself into my depths. Mine alone, now and forever. Mine, whether ye will it or no. I pulled against his grip, and sucked in my breath with a faint ah...
You’d die for them, happily, Hal had said, in the long night watch when I’d kept him breathing. Your family. But at the same time you think, Christ, I can’t die! What might happen to them if I weren’t...
Your aunt’s a handsome woman, Fraser, but she could freeze the ballocks off the King o’ Japan, and she wanted to.
You're tearin' my guts out, Claire.
You're mine, mo duinne...Mine alone, now and forever...Aye, I mean to use ye hard, my Sassenach...I want to own you, to posses you, body and soul. pge 319
You want me to attend your hanging?His tone must have contained some of the incredulity he felt, for the captain gave him an impatient look.I’d have sent an engraved invitation, had I time, he said.
You must, I murmured to myself, and then my knees buckled. Lying on the floor, with the carved panels of the ceiling flickering dimly above, I found myself thinking that I had always heretofore assume...
You know Mountgerald, the big house at the end of the High Street? There’s a ghost there, a workman on the house who was killed as a sacrifice for the foundation. In the eighteenth century sometime; t...
Ye’ve no idea how lovely ye look, stark naked, wi’ the sun behind you. All gold, like ye were dipped in it.
Ye’re mine, Sassenach. And I would do anything I thought I must to make that clear.
Yes. Just now, I was actually trying to rank 'I love you, I like you, I worship you, I have to have my cock inside you,' in terms of relative sincerity.Did I day that? he said sounding slightly startl...
Yes, he said softly. I know about him. It doesn’t
Ye think of me, Jamie, and Jenny and Lallybroch. Ye’ll not see us, but we’ll be here nonetheless and thinking of you. Look up at night, and see the stars, and ken we see them, too. He
Ye must always give money for a new blade, he explained, half smiling. So it kens ye for its owner, and willna turn on ye.
Ye always carry your women wi ye into battle, Ian Og. They're the root of your strength, man.
Would he have the courage to face the dreadful Highland charge? He couldn’t bring himself to mention his fears even to Hector. Hector loved him, but Hector was twenty, tall and muscular and fearless,...
With that height, plus a face of an ugliness so transcendant as to be grotesquely beautiful, it was obvious why she had embraced a religious life--Christ was the only man from whom she might expect em...
With a sudden jerk of her bulky handbag, Claire Randall had bumped both whisky glasses off the table, showering Roger’s lap and thighs with single malt whisky