Whether I’m dead or you, whether we’re together or apart, I will always love you.[to Claire]
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]
When confronted with the impossible, the rational mind will grope for the logical.
We are the chosen, you and I. We have a responsibility to change history.[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.
The thing is, we’re all here in this New World not because it’s new. These lands are as old as any. It’s only new because there is hope, and hope is at the very heart of love.
The pain, fear, I revel in it.
The British and Americans. Two people separated by a common language.
That war brings risk should come at no surprise.
That day at Craigh na Dun we said a lot of things, but there was one thing I didn’t say. Couldn’t. I haven’t for 20 years. But I’m here, and now it’s time. Goodbye, Jamie Fraser. My love.
