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You are my courage, as I am your conscience,' he whispered. 'You are my heart - and I your compassion. We are neither of us whole, alone. Do ye not know that, Sassenach?
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There was a rustle near his ear, and he turned his head to see the crow. It stood on the grass a foot away, a blotch of wind-ruffled black feathers, regarding him with a bead-bright eye. Deciding that he posed no threat, it swiveled its neck with casual ease and jabbed its thick sharp bill into Jack Randall's eye.
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I've seen women-and men too, sometimes-as canna bear the sound of their own thoughts, and they maybe dinna make such good matches with those who can.
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solitude
loneliness
marriage
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Diana Gabaldon |
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knowing that everything is possible, suddenly nothing is necessary.
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Diana Gabaldon |
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Una dama novelista me dijo una vez, que escribir novelas era arte de canibales, pues uno mezcla con frecuencia pequenas porciones de sus amigos y sus enemigos, los sazona con imaginacion y permite que todo eso se cocine en un sabroso guiso
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Diana Gabaldon |
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It was in a way a comforting idea; if there was all the time in the world, then the happening of a given moment became less important. I could see, perhaps, how one could draw back a little, seek some respite in the contemplation of an endless Being, whatever one conceived its nature to be.
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Diana Gabaldon |
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Yirmi yilda kac gece vardir kizim? Kac saat vardir? Yirmi yil boyunca karimin hala yasayip yasamadigini ve nasil yasadigini dusunup durdum. Onun ve cocugumun. Tanri bu yuzden var. Endise hicbir ise yaramaz, dua yarar. Bazen...
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Diana Gabaldon |
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if women's work was never done, why trouble about how much of it wasn't being accomplished at any given moment?
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Diana Gabaldon |
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It hadn't occurred to him that if she had little else, it would be that much more important to Joan Findlay to cling to her one valuable possession-her pride.
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I'd known that, consciously-and yet I had done it anyway, gone right on with my plans, pursuing my routines, as though life were still settled and predictable, as though nothing whatever might threaten the tenor of my days, As though acting might make it true.
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Diana Gabaldon |
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Come to me. Cover me. Shelter me, a bhean, heal me. Burn with me, as I burn for you.
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Diana Gabaldon |
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If needs must, she could do those things for herself-or find another man. And yet...she needed him-would mourn his loss if it came. Perhaps forever. In his present vulnerable mood, that knowledge seemed a great gift.
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Diana Gabaldon |
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That's not what I asked," she said, a noticeable edge in her voice. "I asked why my father shot him." He sighed. She could have found gainful employment with the Spanish Inquisition, he thought ruefully; no chance of escape or evasion."
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Diana Gabaldon |
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She can hear it," Jem said, smiling into his sister's face. "How do you know?" Claire asked, curious. Jem looked up at her, surprised. "She says so."
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Diana Gabaldon |
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she keeps takin' me in--so I suppose she must be home.
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Diana Gabaldon |
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The Continental army got more generals than they got private soldiers, these days. An officer lives through more 'n two battles, they make him some kind of general on the spot. Now, gettin' any pay for it, that's a different kettle of fish.
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humor
dan-morgan
revolutionary-war
outlander
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Simdiye kadar 18.yuzyil leydilerinin bayilmasinin korselerinin siki oldugundan dolayi dusundugumu fark ettim ama simdi nedenini daha iyi goruyordum,bayilma sebepleri 18.yuzyil erkeklerinin ahmakligindan kaynaklaniyordu.
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Diana Gabaldon |
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Fighting was an exhausting business, and so was fear.
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Diana Gabaldon |
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That's how ye do it,' his brother Ian had told him... 'Ye find a way to live for that one more minute. And then another. And another... But after a time, ye find ye're in a different place than ye were. A different person than ye were. And then ye look about and see what's there with ye. Ye'll maybe find a use for yourself. helps.
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Diana Gabaldon |
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Ye ken that, don't ye? That they can only be what they are because you and I are what we are?
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Alive, and one. We are one, and while we love, death will never touch us. 'The grave's a fine and private place/ but none, I think, do there embrace.
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outlander
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Would you go down there, Roger?" she asked softly. "Jump overboard, dive in, go on down through that dark until your lungs were bursting, not knowing whether there are things with teeth and great heavy bodies waiting?"
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Diana Gabaldon |
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Man's sense of Morality tends to decrease as his Power increases,
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Diana Gabaldon |
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But we do not fear silence, for often God speaks loudest in the quiet of our hearts." And"
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Diana Gabaldon |
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It's like a little fortress, where the most private part of you lives - maybe it's your soul, maybe just that bit that makes you yourself and not anyone else.
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The room was dark with rainlight, though, and the roof thrummed overhead. The sound of it seemed inside his blood, like the beat of the bodhrana inside the night, like the beat of his heart in the forest.
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Act as though this one patient is the only person in the world--because to do otherwise is to lose that one, too. One at a time, that's all you can do. And you learn not to despair over all the ones you can't help, but only to do what you can.
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Diana Gabaldon |
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I found the rooted silence, rushing stream, and rustling leaves balm to the spirit.
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Diana Gabaldon |
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Well, of course he does, Sassenach," Jamie said, reaching for another slice of toast. "He left her his dog."
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Diana Gabaldon |
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Not then, at least, because Claire had met her--would meet her? Earlier? Later? She hadn't died, but was she dead? She must be now, mustn't she, and yet--damn this twistiness! How could he even think about it coherently?
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Diana Gabaldon |
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I know what it felt ... like when I ... thought you were dead, and--" A small gasp for breath, and her eyes locked on his. "And I wouldn't do that to you."
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Diana Gabaldon |
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If he's bound to risk his life, then it's my job to see he gets the most return from his gambling.
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Diana Gabaldon |
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What a mystery blood was--how did a tiny gesture, a tone of voice, endure through generations like the harder verities of flesh? He had seen it again and again, watching his nieces and nephews grow, and accepted without thought the echoes of parent and grandparent that appeared for brief moments, the shadow of a face looking back through the years--that vanished again into the face that was now.
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Diana Gabaldon |
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Last night I dreamed that Roger was leaving. I've been dreaming about his going for a week, ever since Da suggested it. Suggested--ha. Like Moses brought down
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Amo, amas, I love a lass, As cedar tall and slender; Sweet cowslip's grace Is her nominative case, And she's o' the feminine gender.
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Diana Gabaldon |
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I think sometimes the dead cherish us, as we do them,
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Diana Gabaldon |
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f1c45cc
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the power and the danger of magic lie in the people who believe it.
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Diana Gabaldon |
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He wasn't going to pretend it hadn't hurt to hear it, but he wouldn't let himself be angry; that would help neither of them.
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Diana Gabaldon |
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bedframe shuddering with the force of the struggle taking place
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Diana Gabaldon |
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Jamie stood quite still, feeling his heart beat, watching. It was one of those strange moments that came to him rarely, but never left. A moment that stamped itself on heart and brain, instantly recallable in every detail, for all of his life. There was no telling what made these moments different from any other, though he knew them when they came.
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Diana Gabaldon |
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lads to
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Diana Gabaldon |
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I finished grating a root and dropped the stub into a jar on the desk. Bloodroot is aptly named; the scientific name is Sanguinaria, and the juice is red, acrid, and sticky. The bowl in my lap was full of oozy, moist shavings, and my hands looked as though I had been disemboweling small animals.
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Diana Gabaldon |
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Had it been this way where she came from? Had fires and food held back a jungle darkness, kept away leopards instead of bears? Had light and company given comfort, and the illusion of safety? For illusion it had surely been--fire was no protection against men, or the darkness that had overtaken her. I had no words to ask.
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Diana Gabaldon |
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Someone, he thought rather crossly, ought to see him and tell him just what the sentence was, until he should have suffered enough to be purified, and at last to enter the Kingdom of God. Whether he was expecting a demon or an angel was uncertain. He had no idea of the staffing requirements of Purgatory; it wasn't a matter the dominie had addressed in his schooldays.
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