I am improvising a brassiere, I said with dignity. I don’t mean to ride sidesaddle through the mountains wearing a dress, and if I’m not wearing stays, I don’t mean my breasts to be joggling all the w...
How should I know? Jamie said testily. D’ye think I had anything to do wi’ engaging midwives? Mrs. Martin, the old midwife who had delivered all previous Murray children, had died—like so many others—...
His mouth tightened up and he says, ‘I thought this was the young man who only a week past was shouting that he wasn’t afraid to die. Surely a man who’s not afraid to die isn’t afraid of a few lashes?...
He reached forward then and took me in his arms, held me close for a moment, the breath of snow and ashes cold around us. Then he kissed me, released me, and I took a deep breath of cold air, harsh wi...
He put a hand flat on the counter, as though to steady himself. I have—bad news. I can see that, I said, a little tartly. Sit down, for God’s sake, before you fall down. He shook his head like a horse...
Hal swore in German behind him. He must have reached the part about the rifles; German oaths were reserved for the most stringent occasions, French being used for minor things like a burnt dinner, and...
Getting up once in the dark to go adventuring is a lark. Twice in two days smacks of masochism. No
For a moment, I saw him as he had looked the morning I married him. The sett of his tartan was nearly the same now as then; black check on a crimson ground, plaid caught at his shoulder with a silver...
Faith is as powerful a force as science-- but far more dangerous
Eğer Zaman biraz olsun Tanrı'ya benzeyen bir şeyse, o halde Hafıza'nın Şeytan olması gerektiğini düşünüyorum.
Everyone makes choices, and no one knows what may be the end of any of them. If my own was to blame for many things, it was not to blame for everything. Nor was harm all that had come of it.
Don’t you touch me! I snapped. Just tell me—do you think, on the evidence of a strange man happening to glance up at my window, that I’ve had some flaming affair with one of my patients? Frank got out...
Does your knee still hurt, Sassenach? he asked, seeing me rub it. It hadn’t ever quite recovered from being strained during our adventures on the Pitt, and climbing stairs provoked it. Oh, just part o...
Dearest mother, John Grey wrote, later that night. I am arrived safely at my new post, and find it comfortable. Colonel Quarry, my predecessor—he is the Duke of Clarence’s nephew, you recall?—made me...
Damn ye, woman! Will ye never do as you’re told? Probably not, I said meekly.
Da mi basia mille, he whispered, smiling. Give me a thousand kisses. It was the inscription inside my ring, a brief quotation from a love song by Catullus. I bent and gave him one back. Dein mille alt...
Claire’s hands moved when she talked, rising long and white in the air, as though she would catch the future between them and give it shape, would hand Jamie her thoughts as she spoke them, smooth and...
But if he knew Grey so intimately as to make what I had witnessed plausible in the name of friendship alone, then why had he not told me of him before? Why go to such lengths to see the man, as soon a...
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 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...