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wasn't crying. Grief and shock simply overflowed; I could not contain them.
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insignia
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THE VENOM OF THE NORTH WIND July 1774 Brianna drove the sharp end of the spade into the muddy bank and pulled out a
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But we must not judge, thee knows, most particularly by appearance. Even one who seems most frivolous, spendthrift, or light-minded yet has a soul and is valuable before God.
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I gave ye three things that day,' he said softly. 'My name, my family, and the protection of my body. You'll have those things always, Sassenach - so long as we both shall live. No matter where we may be. I willna let ye go hungry or cold; I'll let nothing harm ye, ever.
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When ye set about a difficult quest--if ye're Kahnyen'kehaka, I mean--ye generally go aside for a time, to fast and pray for guidance. We havena time to be doing that now, of course. But often, while ye're doing that, ye choose a talisman--or to be right about it, it chooses you--" He sounded completely matter-of-fact about this procedure, Roger noted. "And ye carry it with ye through the quest, to keep the attention of the spirits upon you..
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La curacion proviene del paciente, no del medico.
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They're girls," she replied briefly. "They were born in danger and will live their lives in that condition, regardless of circumstance." But"
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You don't forget. You simply get to the point where you don't care what birth will feel like; anything is better than being pregnant for an instant longer. I'd reached that point roughly two weeks before my due date. The date
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the fragrant bunches of nettle and dried lavender overhead, dusty gold
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Your face is my heart, Sassenach,' he said softly, 'and love of you is my soul. But
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So now thee has doomed thy kinsman, repudiated thy father, and caused me to betray my principles. What next?!" "Oh, bloody hell," he said, and grabbed her arms, pulled her roughly to him, and kissed her. He let go and stepped back quickly, leaving her bug-eyed and gasping. The"
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It is easier to kill someone to save your own life than it is to hurt someone to save theirs.
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Every legend has one foot on the truth.
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Created by Your hand as You created man, Life given for life. That me and mine may eat with thanks for the gift, That me and mine may give thanks for Your own sacrifice of blood and flesh, Life given for life." The"
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we've had some luck, both good and bad.
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The lawyer had gone a mottled red and gray, like a bad oyster, but said nothing. Jamie
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a bit self-conscious. "I used to wear mine long as well. It's short now because the monks had to shave the back of my head and it's had but a few months to grow again." He bent forward at the waist, inviting me"
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had noticed before that to sleep, actually sleep with someone did give this sense of intimacy, as though your dreams had flowed out of you to mingle with his and fold you both in a blanket of unconscious knowing. A throwback of some kind, I thought. In older, more primitive times (like these? asked another part of my mind), it was an act of trust to sleep in the presence of another person. If the trust was mutual, simple sleep could bring y..
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Superstition and sensation are always so much more appealing than truth and rationality. The
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A friend once told me, 'The body has nay conscience.' I dinna ken that that's entirely so--but it is true that the body doesna generally admit the possibility of nonexistence. And if ye exist--well, ye need food, that's all.
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Yes, Madame. The Jews of Frankfort are not allowed to use family names." He looked up and smiled lopsidedly. "For the sake of convenience, the neighbors call us after an old red shield that was painted on the front of our house, many years ago. But beyond that ... no, Madame. We have no name."
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He stirred, though, at the sounds of the garden gate opening and low voices. "Tom?" he came out from under his sheltering quince, to find both Tom and Rodrigo--both of whom were amazingly, if flatteringly, delighted to see him. "We thought you was done for, sure, me lord," Tom said for the third or fourth time, following Grey into the kitchen. "You sure you're all right, are you?" The tone of accusing doubt in this question was so familiar ..
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