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91dfefc Madeline began hearing people saying "Derrida". She heard them saying "Lyotard" and "Foucault" and "Deleuze" and "Baudrillard". That most of these people were those she instinctually disapproved of- upper-middle-class kids who wore Doc Martens and anarchist symbols- made Madeline dubious about the value of their enthusiasm." Jeffrey Eugenides
d979f0b A seven-year-old girl can take only so many walks with her grandfather. Jeffrey Eugenides
0577ad6 There was nowhere to go that wouldn't be me. Jeffrey Eugenides
f62b55e If they were going to kill you, would they knock? burgaler if-they-were-going-to-kill-you murder would-they-knock Jeffrey Eugenides
6f43029 Ye must always give money for a new blade," he explained, half smiling. "So it kens ye for its owner, and willna turn on ye." Diana Gabaldon
98fe573 My life is yours. And it's yours to decide what we shall do, where we go next. To France, to Italy, even back to Scotland. My heart has been yours since the first time I saw ye, and you've held my soul and body between your hands here and kept them safe. We shall go as ye say. Diana Gabaldon
9df501e And a long time," he said. "I am a jealous man, but not a vengeful one. I would take you from him, my Sassenach--but I wouldna take him from you." Diana Gabaldon
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. healing nature-of-man spirit 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