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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 9b9f5c2 | He stood for a moment, bereavement a sudden, small tear in his soul. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| adcad91 | The truth is always of use, madonna," he answered, eyes fixed on the slender stream. "It has the value of rarity, you know." | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 9f193cd | True, the body's easily maimed, and the spirit can be crippled - yet there's that in a man that is never destroyed. | spirit nature-of-man healing | Diana Gabaldon | |
| b733343 | Owls are keepers of the dead, but not just the dead. They're messengers between worlds. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| f0c83cb | 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?' and he gives Jamie a poke in the belly wi' the handle of the whip. "Jamie met Randall's eye straight on then, and said, 'No, but I'm afraid I'll freeze stiff before ye're done talking." | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 2314131 | How to tell her in words, then, what he had learned himself by pain and grace? That only by forgiveness could she forget--and that forgiveness was not a single act, but a matter of constant practice. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| ea5b51e | Your aunt's a handsome woman, Fraser, but she could freeze the ballocks off the King o' Japan, and she wanted to. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 3a7d4f7 | A fistula is a passage between two things that ought never to be joined and is, generally speaking, a bad thing. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 2634a18 | But from the very start, there is that small streak of steel within each child. That thing that says "I am," and forms the core of personality." | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 672abcd | But just then, for that fraction of time, it seems as though all things are possible. You can look across the limitations of your own life, and see that they are really nothing. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| ec8b05f | It wasn't a very likely place for disappearances, at least at first glance. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 0f30107 | He said, 'If you're sizable, half the men ye meet will fear ye, and the other half will want to try ye. Knock one down,' he said, 'and the rest will let ye be. But learn to do it fast and clean, or you'll be fightin' all your life.' So he'd take me to the barn and knock me into the straw until I learned to hit back. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| e6afc5d | As we reached the turning of the hall, Randall spoke behind us. "Jamie," he said. The voice was hoarse with shock, and held a note halfway between disbelief and pleading. Jamie stopped then, and turned to look at him. Randall's face was a ghastly white, with a small red patch livid on each cheekbone. He had taken off his wig, clenched in his hands, and sweat pasted the fine dark hair to his temples. "No." The voice that spoke above me was s.. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 106d349 | Not wi' child yet?" she demanded. "Raspberry leaves, that's the thing. Steep a handful wi' rosehips and drink it when the moon's waxing, from the quarter to the full. Then when it wanes from the full to the half, take a bit o' barberry to purge your womb." "Oh," I said, "well--" "I'd a bit of a favor to ask his lairdship," the old lady went on. "But as I see he's a bit occupied at present, I'll tell you about it." "All right," I agreed weak.. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 2fe279b | All mankind is of one author," he said slowly, " and is one volume. When one man dies, one chapter is not torn out of the book, but translated into a better language; and every chapter must be so translated. Then there are bits I havena got by heart, but I liked this one: The bell doth toll for him that thinks it doth"--and his hand squeezed mine gently--"and though it intermit again, yet from that minute that that occasion wrought upon him.. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| a7a918c | Yes, but--" I began. "So"--he said authoritatively, holding up a finger to hush me--"if you have been deprived of your earlier life, perhaps it is only that God has seen fit to bless you with another, that may be richer and fuller." | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 506896f | Catholics don't believe in divorce," Bree had informed him once. "We do believe in murder. There's always Confession, after all." | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 74b86c9 | Thou goest home this night to thy home of winter, To thy home of autumn, of spring, and of summer; Thou goest home this night to thy perpetual home, To thine eternal bed, to thine eternal slumber. Sleep thou, sleep, and away with thy sorrow, Sleep thou, sleep, and away with thy sorrow, Sleep thou, sleep, and away with thy sorrow, Sleep, thou beloved, in the Rock of the fold. The shade of death lies upon thy face, beloved, But the Jesus of g.. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 89524ea | Who needed the relief of occasional bad language more than a mother of small children? Maybe | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| a24ff8c | Filial respect caused Grey to hesitate in passing ex post facto opinions on his mother's judgment, but after half an hour in the company of either Paul or Edgar, he could not escape a lurking suspicion that a just Providence, seeing the DeVanes so well endowed with physical beauty, had determined that there was no reason to spoil the work by adding intelligence to the mix. | humor lord-john | Diana Gabaldon | |
| 961e65b | Strength of bone and fire of mind, all wrapped around a core of steel-hard purpose that would make him a deadly projectile, once set on any course. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 42aed34 | Not a hothouse flower, this daughter of Leoch, despite her surroundings. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| eb1bdb9 | But war has a long fuse, and a slow match. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 2df5c6e | I hadn't spent so much time in bemused contemplation of a penis since I was sixteen or so, and here I was, preoccupied with three of the things. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| c3a8c6a | More than most men, he valued his name-I only hoped that given time, it would once more have value. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| dc6b989 | It's as though, knowing that everything is possible, suddenly nothing is necessary. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 35bf24f | Es verdad.., que no lo olvidare? Estaba arrodillado a su lado y espero un momento antes de responder. -Si, es verdad -dijo suavemente-, Pero tambien es verdad que con el tiempo no te importara. -?No? -Estaba demasiado cansada para seguir preguntandole. Se sentia extranamente lejana-. ?Aunque no sea lo bastante fuerte para matarlo? -Eres una mujer muy fuerte. -No lo soy. Me lo acabas de demostrar, no soy... Una mano en el hombro la detuvo. -.. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 7c47709 | Home is where, when you have to go there, they have to take you in. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| dd8e70f | Roger wondered if this was the sort of way you felt after a battle; the sheer relief of finding yourself alive and unwounded made you want to laugh and arse about, just to prove you still could. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 72350dd | Quite without warning, I began to cry. No sobbing, no throat-gripping spasms. Water simply welled in my eyes and flowed down my cheeks, slow as cold honey. A quiet acknowledgment of despair as things spiraled slowly out of control. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 33480b1 | In bed," she said calmly. "I want you to come to bed with me." | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| f34d470 | I swear by the cross of our Lord Jesus Christ, and by the holy iron that I hold, to give ye my fealty and pledge ye my loyalty to the name of the clan MacKenzie. If ever my hand shall be raised against ye in rebellion, I ask that this holy iron shall pierce my heart." He lowered the dirk, kissed it at the juncture of haft and tang, and thrust it home in its sheath. Still kneeling, he offered both hands clasped to Colum, who took them betwee.. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| a783b44 | It was the first breath of the new moon, but the whole of it was visible, a perfect ball of violet and indigo cupped in a sickle of light, luminous among the stars. | new-moon | Diana Gabaldon | |
| 9a55216 | his weight pinning me to the bed. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 845c37d | One had known the care of other men from his earliest years, a part of the duty of his birthright; the other had come to it later, but both felt that burden to be the will of God, she had no doubt at all-both accepted that duty without question, would honor it, or die in trying. She only hoped it wouldn't come to that-for either of them. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| bd80026 | Your son is a drunkard," she informed him. Then she caught a whiff of Roger's breath. "Following in his father's footsteps, I see," she added coldly." | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| be2ab3f | solitude was in its own way a balm for loneliness. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 21136a6 | I'm not sure that religion was constructed with time travelers in mind." Buck's brows rose at that. "Constructed?" he echoed, surprised. "Who builds God?" That actually made Roger laugh, which made him feel a little better, if only momentarily. "We all do," he said dryly. "If God makes man in His image, we all return the favor." | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 6bbc5a1 | And so he began haltingly to speak--in Gaelic, as it was the only tongue that didn't seem to require any effort. He understood that he was to speak of what filled his heart, and so began with Scotland--and Culloden. Of grief. Of loss. Of fear. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 7d29f84 | turned me away from him and fitted himself to my back so we lay nested together. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| c9770ac | 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 assumed that the tendency of eighteenth-century ladies to swoon was due to tight stays; now I rather thought it might be due to the idiocy of eighteenth-century men." | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 8a9ef95 | Ye ken how to pick a good lass, MacKenzie? Start at the bottom and work your way up! | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 8d6da5b | Calmar el dolor y el miedo a la muerte servia para atenuar los propios temores. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| bb11b75 | Nadie se muere por eso. Ni tu, ni yo>> | Diana Gabaldon |