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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 68328fc | 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 Success of our Desires? I often wish I could discuss these Questions with your Husband, though Presbyterian that he is, I think he would find them even more unsettling than I do. And in the end, it does not matter. I am what God has made me, and m.. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 85208ff | that a man must be responsible for any seed he sows, for it's his duty to take care of a woman and protect her. And if I wasna prepared to do that, then I'd no right to burden a woman with the consequences of my own actions. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 693bf4c | Do women hold back the evolution of such things as freedom and other social ideals, out of fear for themselves or their children? Or do they in fact inspire such things - and the risks required to reach them - by providing the things worth fighting for? Not merely fighting to defend, either, but to propel forward, for a man wanted more for his children than he would ever have. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| a224514 | He felt a little queasy, and more than a little light-headed. More and more, he felt the disorientation, the fragmenting of himself between day and night. By day, he was a creature of the mind alone, as he escaped his damp immobility by a stubborn, disciplined retreat into the avenues of thought and meditation, seeking refuge in the pages of books. But with the rising of the moon, all sense fled, succumbing at once to sensation, as he emerg.. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 003e742 | Does it bother you that I'm not a virgin?" He hesitated a moment before answering. "Well, no," he said slowly, "so long as it doesna bother you that I am." He grinned at my drop-jawed expression, and backed toward the door." | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 7b4bd54 | It took two days, and God kens well that I recall every second of those days--yet it seems that I lost her between one heartbeat and the next. And I--I keep lookin' for her there, in that space between. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| c2f0f82 | Mm. You'd forgotten how to say anything except 'I love you,' but you said that a lot. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| d967871 | It was a hot summer--there wasn't any other kind in Boston | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| e494f62 | O Lord, bless the blood and the flesh of this the creature that You gave me," Jamie said softly. He scooped a pinch of the herbs himself, and rubbed them between thumb and forefinger, in a rain of fragrant dust. "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." | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 8019f65 | Feelings aren't truth. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 543ec04 | this is just the | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| dfeccb5 | And so he and Ian--who, it turned out, could also knit and was prostrated by mirth at my lack of knowledge--had taught me the simple basics of knit and purl, explaining, between snorts of derision over my efforts, that in the Highlands all boys were routinely taught to knit, that being a useful occupation well suited to the long idle hours of herding sheep or cattle on the shielings. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 3ca3828 | I felt deeply betrayed that the man I depended on as friend, protector, and lover intended to do such a thing to me. And my sense of self-preservation was quietly terrified at the thought of submitting myself to the mercies of someone who handled a fifteen-pound claymore as though it were a flywhisk. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| b7eb68e | But we do not fear silence, for often God speaks loudest in the quiet of our hearts. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| c36b46a | And I want only to throw myself into it and be consumed. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 9ab9f59 | yowled, and Mrs. Chisholm--who was a rather buxom | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| a6dbd5b | Good morning, Sassenach, | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 9166b90 | Will you do me the honor of sharing my bed, O lord and master?" I asked politely. Obviously suspecting something, he considered a moment, then nodded, just as formally. "I will. Thank you." He was raising the reins to go when I stopped him. "There's just one more thing, master," I said, still polite. "Aye?" I whipped my hand from the concealed pocket in my skirt, and the dawn light struck sparks from the blade of the dagger pressed against .. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 3395ef4 | It looks as though it hurt." "It did." "Did you cry?" His fists clenched involuntarily at his sides. "Yes!" Jenny walked back around to face him, pointed chin lifted and slanted eyes wide and bright. "So did I," she said softly. "Every day since they took ye away." | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 00e2d93 | All right. Where are we going? | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 6e8bb03 | Christ, was he going to die in public, in a pleasure garden, in the company of a sodomite spy dressed like a rooster? | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 3e3f49f | If thee thinks the spirit of God is necessarily logical, thee know Him better than I do. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| f0fc8fb | Roger was on the whole rather glad that her father was not present, since he would certainly have taken paternal umbrage at the sorts of thoughts Roger was thinking; thoughts | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| b594db4 | It's two hundred year, in the Highland tales--when folk fall asleep on fairy duns and end up dancing all night wi' the Auld Folk; it's usually two hundred year later when they come back to their own place. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 15476cb | We come and go from mystery and, in between, we try to forget. But a breeze passing in a still room stirs my hair now and then in soft affection. I think it is my mother. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 972b2c2 | We look in the mirror and see the shades of other faces looking back through the years; we see the shape of memory, standing solid in an empty doorway. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| f95bc2c | Bonjour, Monsieur Fraser. She inclined her veil gracefully, more to hide the broad smile on her face than in greeting, I thought. I see you have made the acquaintance of Bouton. Are you perhaps in search of your wife? This seeming to be my cue, I sidled out of the office door behind her. My devoted spouse glanced from Bouton to the office door, plainly drawing conclusions. And just how long have ye been standin' there,Sassenach? he aske.. | claire-fraser dog jamie-fraser | Diana Gabaldon | |
| 8ab9230 | Daddy, Daddy ..." "I'm here," he whispered into Jem's hair, the tears running down his own face. "I'm here, I'm here. Don't be afraid." Jem took a shuddering breath," | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 1212948 | You are alive. You are whole. All is well. | simple-truths | Diana Gabaldon | |
| b88ff27 | bees that hae honey in their mouths hae stings in their tails, | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 12cefa5 | There is an oath upon her," he said to Arch, and I realized dimly that he was still speaking in Gaelic, though I understood him clearly. "She may not kill, save it is for mercy or her life. It is myself who kills for her." "And I," said a tall figure behind him, softly. Ian. Arch" | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 613d34a | a well-expressed opinion is usually better than a badly expressed fact, so | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 8f44baf | Sassenach... I love ye now, and I will love ye always. Whether I am dead - or you - whether we are together or apart. You know it is true, he said quietly, and touched my face. "I know it of you, and ye know it of me as well." | fierycross jamiefraser love | Diana Gabaldon | |
| f1c29be | People often say that women forget what childbirth is like, because if they remembered, no one would ever do it more than once. Personally, I had no trouble at all remembering. The sense of massive inertia, particularly. That endless time toward the end, when it seems that it never will end, that one is mired in some prehistoric tar pit, every small move a struggle doomed to futility. Every square centimeter of skin stretched as thin as one.. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 2599f9b | 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 Latin for formal insults committed to paper. Minnie wouldn't let either Hal or John swear in English in the house, not wanting the boys to acquire low habits. John could have told her it was too late for such caution but didn't. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 5ee01bd | It is for this reason that a scientist constructs hypotheses--suggestions for the cause of an observation. But a hypothesis must never be confused with an explanation--with proof. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 0d38f14 | She came naked behind him as the soft melancholy yearning of the song filled the dark. Her hand stroked his hair, gathered it tight at the nape of his neck. She swayed, and he felt her press against his back, her breasts soft now, yielding and warm through his shirt, her breath tickling his ear. Her hand rested on his shoulder briefly, then slid down inside his shirt, fingers cool on his chest. He could feel the warm hard metal of her ring .. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 80631b1 | Twilight was coming on, and so was a storm. In the eerie light beneath the clouds, even the thoroughly modern houses along the road looked as ancient and as sinister as the weathered Pictish stone that stood a hundred feet away, guarding the crossroads it had marked for a thousand years. It seemed a good night to be inside with the shutters fastened. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 110f4bc | My dear daughter, As you will see if ever you receive this, we are alive. . . . | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| d7f402b | I prayed for guidance, kneeling before the Blessed Sacrament," he went on, "and as I sat in the silence of the chapel, I seemed to see you as a shipwrecked traveler. And it seems to me that that is a good parallel to your present situation, is it not? Imagine such a soul, Madame, suddenly cast away in a strange land, bereft of friends and familiarity, without resources save what the new land can provide. Such a happening is disaster, truly,.. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 31f9079 | And the light was gone, and the air failed them. And so they lay down in the dark to die. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| efed1f1 | You do know that women aren't rational, don't you?" "I do. Neither are men." "Well, you have a point," | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 32adda0 | A trained surgeon is also a potential killer, and an important bit of the training lies in accepting the fact. Your intent is entirely benign--or at least you hope so--but you are laying violent hands on someone, and you must be ruthless in order to do it effectively. And sometimes the person under your hands will die, and knowing that ... you do it anyway. I | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| b79be0a | I may quibble wi' what the Lord's called me to do now and then, Sassenach - but I've nay argument wi' how he made me." "Besides, if it had been different, I wouldna have you, would I? Or have Brianna or her weans?... It's been worth it, Sassenach. For me." I cleared my throat. "For me, too." | Diana Gabaldon |