Sometimes our best action result in things that are most regrettable. Diana Gabaldon More Quotes by Diana Gabaldon More Quotes From Diana Gabaldon Your face is my heart Sassenach, and the love of you is my soul Diana Gabaldon soulfacesheart D'ye ken that the only time I am without pain is in your bed, Sassenach? When I take ye, when I lie in your arms-my wounds are healed, then, my scars forgotten. Diana Gabaldon bedpainlying Well, I can't remember not being able to read. I was told I could read by myself very well at the age of three. Diana Gabaldon ablethreeage I'll leave it to you, Sassenach," he said dryly, "to imagine what it feels like to arrive unexpectedly in the midst of a brothel, in possession of a verra large sausage. Diana Gabaldon midstimaginesausage I can bear pain myself, he said softly, but I couldna bear yours. That would take more strength than I have. Diana Gabaldon painbearssaid forgiveness is not a single act, but a matter of constant practice Diana Gabaldon forgivenesspracticematter 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? Diana Gabaldon compassionwholeheart 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 eighÂteenth-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 menlyingthinking Are some people destined for a great fate, or to do great things? Or is it only that they're born somehow with that great passion - and if they find themselves in the right circumstances, then things happen? It's the sort of thing you wonder. Diana Gabaldon fatepassionpeople He gave you to me," she said, so low I could hardly hear her. "Now I have to give you back to him, Mama. Diana Gabaldon mamalowsgiving I wasn't used to living crowded cheek by jowl with numbers of other people, as was customary here. People ate, slept, and frequently copulated, crammed into tiny, stifling cottages, lit and warmed by smoky peat fires. The only thing they didn't do together was bathe - largely because they didn't bathe. Diana Gabaldon firenumberspeople Only you," he said, so softly I could barely hear him. "To worship ye with my body, give ye all the service of my hands. To give ye my name, and all my heart and soul with it. Only you. Because ye will not let me lie--and yet ye love me. Diana Gabaldon heartlyinghands 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. Diana Gabaldon gaelicarchesmay Tell him I hate him to his guts and the marrow of his bones! Diana Gabaldon gutsboneshate Once you've chosen a man, don't try to change him', I wrote with more confidence. 'It can't be done. More important-don't let him try to change you. Diana Gabaldon importanttryingmen Everyone can lie, young Roger, given cause enough. Even me. It's only that it's harder for those of us who live in glass faces; we have to think up our lies ahead of time. Diana Gabaldon glasseslyingthinking Do ye dare to draw arms against the justice of God?" snapped the tubby little judge. Jamie drew the sword completely, with a flash of steel, then thrust it point-first into the ground, leaving the hilt quivering with the force of the blow. "I draw it in defense of this women, and the truth," he said "If any here be against those two they'll answer to me, and then God, in that order. Diana Gabaldon justice-of-godbloworder You'll lie wi' me now," he said quietly. "And I shall use ye as I must. And if you'll have your revenge for it, then take it and welcome, for my soul is yours, in all the black corners of it. Diana Gabaldon soulrevengelying This wife you have, Bird said at last, deeply contemplative, did you pay a great deal for her? She cost me almost everything I had, he said, with a wry tone that made the others laugh. But worth it. Diana Gabaldon wifebirdlaughing He reached forward then took me in his arms, held me close for a moment, the breath of snow and ashes cold around us. Then he kissed me, released me, and I took a deep breath of cold air, harsh with the scent of burning. Diana Gabaldon ashesairsnow
