But how shall I tell you all these things, he said, the line of his mouth twisting. And then say to you -- it is only you I have ever loved? How should you believe me? The question hung in the air bet...
But how shall I tell ye all these things, he said, the line of his mouth twisting. And then say to you—it is only you I have ever loved? How should you believe me?
But do you think he foresaw that Twelvetrees would call him out? Well, yes, I suppose he did, Hal answered himself. Twelvetrees couldn’t do otherwise. But does Fraser want this duel? Grey saw what his...
But a man is not forgotten, as long as there are two people left under the sky. One, to tell the story; the other, to hear it.
But I talk to you as I talk to my own soul, he said, turning me to face him. He reached up and cupped my cheek, fingers light on my temple. And, Sassenach, he whispered, your face is my heart.
But I do know. At the same Time, I cannot be sure how the Things that I know will come about. Am I meant to be in some Way Part of this? Should I hold back, will that somehow damage or prevent the Suc...
Blessed are those who eat greens, for they shall keep their teeth. Blessed are those who wash their hands after wiping their arses, for they shall not sicken. Blessed are those who boil water, for the...
Black Jack. A common name for rogues and scoundrels in the eighteenth century. A staple of romantic fiction, the name conjured up charming highwaymen, dashing blades in plumed hats. The reality waled...
Besides, he added cynically, a pair of ballocks may bring a man more sorrow than joy—though I havena met many who’d wish them gone, for all that.
Begin at the beginning and go on till you come to the end: then stop. The line from Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland drifted through my mind, and I smiled. Good advice, I supposed – but only if you ha...
Aye, I believe ye, Sassenach. But it would ha’ been a good deal easier if you’d only been a witch.
As a mother, I had the lightness now of effort complete, honor satisfied. Mission accomplished.
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.
And when I'd lost him this time, to the sea, I'd remembered the sense of him beside me, warm and solid in my bed, and the rhythm of his breathing. The light across the bones of his face in moonlight a...
And time is, of course, all-healing. Give anything enough time, and everything is taken care of: all pain encompassed, all hardship erased, all loss subsumed.
And that, ma chère madame, is all I can tell you—no more than I can tell any troubled soul who comes to me for advice: put your trust in God, and pray for guidance. He shoved the fresh pastry toward m...
And suddenly it was all simple. He held out his arms to her. She stepped into them and found that she had been wrong; he was as big as she’d imagined—and his arms were as strong about her as she had e...
And so he and Ian—who, it turned out, could also knit and was prostrated by mirth at my lack of knowledge—had taught me the simple basics of knit and purl, explaining, between snorts of derision over...
And sleep at thy feet, Ian whispered, and gathered her in with his one good arm, both of them blazing bright as day.
And once I got old enough for such a thing to be a possibility, he told me that a man must be responsible for any seed he sows, for it's his duty to take care of a woman and protect her. And if I wasn...