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41 " By blood and by choice, we make our ghosts; we haunt ourselves. "
― Diana Gabaldon , Drums of Autumn (Outlander, #4)
42 " I, ah, I wasn’t expecting—” I said idiotically. Brianna gave me a grin to match her father’s, eyes bright as stars and damp with happiness. “Nobody expects the Spanish Inquisition!” “What?” said Jamie blankly. "
43 " We come and go from mystery and, in between, we try to forget. "
44 " He went on loving her,” she whispered, as much to herself as to anyone else. “He didn’t forget her.” "Of course he didna forget her.” She opened her eyes to see Ian’s long face and kind brown eyes six inches away. A broad work-worn hand rested on hers, warm and hard, a hand even larger than her own. “Neither did we,” he said. "
45 " I glanced upward once, to see Brianna glowing, still smiling from ear to ear. Jamie was behind her, also smiling, his cheeks wet with tears. He said something to her in husky Gaelic, and brushing the hair away from her neck, leaned forward and kissed her gently, just behind the ear "
46 " But do ye not see how verra small a thing is the notion of death, between us two, Claire?” he whispered. "
47 " My God, he thought, I’m going to die before I’ve been born. "
48 " I was dead, my Sassenach – and yet all that time, I loved you. "
49 " Feel my heart,” he said. His voice sounded thick to his own ears. “Tell me if it stops. "
50 " Twenty-four years ago today, I married ye, Sassenach,” he said softly. “I hope ye willna have cause yet to regret it. "
51 " 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?” “I do know that,” I said, and my voice shook. “That’s why I’m so afraid. I don’t want to be half a person again, I can’t bear it. "
52 " My father always said that was the difference between an American and an Englishman. An Englishman thinks a hundred miles is a long way; an American thinks a hundred years is a long time. "
53 " If it was killing-and it was- then I thought it not murder, but a justifiable homicide, undertaken in desperate self defense. "
54 " Testosterone poisoning, "
55 " I love you,” he murmured. “Oh, Bree, I do love you.” She didn’t answer, but a hand floated up from the dark and lay along his cheek, gentle as a tendril of seaweed. She kept it there while he took her, laid open in trust, while her other hand held his beating heart. "
56 " 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. "
57 " 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. "
58 " Calmar el dolor y el miedo a la muerte servía para atenuar los propios temores. "
59 " «Nadie se muere por eso. Ni tu, ni yo» "
60 " Put your trust in God, and pray for guidance. And when in doubt, eat.” A Franciscan monk had once given me that advice, and on the whole, I had found it useful. "