If you bed a vixen, you have to expect to get bit.
I wake up every day, and I find that I love you more than I did the day before.
The weight of what has happened here is too much for any one of us to bear alone. The only way we can live with it is to carry it together.[to Claire]
She asked forgiveness, and I gave it. But the truth is, I’d forgiven everything she’d done and everything she could do long before that day. For me, that was no choice. That was falling in love.
Every day, every man has a choice between right and wrong, between love and hate, sometimes between life and death. And the sum of those choices becomes your life.
You tell me, Sassenach. You’re the one from the future.
When my body dies, my soul will still be yours. Nothing is lost, Sassenach. Only changed.
When it comes to politics, there’s not much difference between making the right friends and the right enemies.[to Claire]
Until you risk all, you cannot speak of love.
There’s no’ much I can say waking without it sounding daft and foolish, Sassenach. I can say things while you sleep. Your dreams will ken the truth of them.
That war brings risk should come at no surprise.
Military and marriage are no easy bedfellows.
