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.
When it comes to politics, there’s not much difference between making the right friends and the right enemies.[to Claire]
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.