We are bound, you and I, and nothing on this earth shall part me from you.
I will find you. I promise. If I must endure two hundred years of purgatory, two hundred years without you—then that is my punishment, which I have earned for my crimes. For I have lied, and killed, and stolen; betrayed and broken trust. But there is the one thing that shall lie in the balance. When I shall stand before God, I shall have one thing to say, to weigh against the rest.
I stood still, vision blurring, and in that moment, I heard my heart break. It was a small, clean sound, like the snapping of a flower’s stem.
Blood of my blood, and bone of my bone. You carry me within ye, Claire, and ye canna leave me now, no matter what happens. You are mine, always, if ye will it or no, if ye want me or nay. Mine, and I wilna let ye go.
You know what scholars are like; no conscience at all when it comes to their own field, let alone a sense of social delicacy.
The most important thing I’ve learned about women, Sassenach, is which one to choose.
The impulse to touch a sleeping child never fades, no matter that the child is a good deal larger than her mother, and a woman—if a young one—in her own right.
Some say the hill is enchanted, others say it is cursed. Both are right.
If it was a sin for you to choose me… then I would go to the Devil himself and bless him for tempting ye to it.
Hearts of oak are our men, stainless steel are their bums. It builds the national character.
For if ye feel for me as I do for you—then I am asking you to tear out your heart and live without it.
D’ye think I don’t know? It’s me that has the easy part now. For if ye feel for me as I do for you—then I am asking you to tear out your heart and live without it.