Gentle he would be, denied he would not.

For where all love is, the speaking is unnecessary

Overall, the library held a hushed exultation, as though the cherished volumes were all singing soundlessly within their covers.

Oh, aye, Sassenach. I am your master . . . and you're mine. Seems I canna possess your soul without losing my own.

My father liked me, when I wasna being an idiot. And he loved me, too -- enough to beat the daylights out of me when I was being an idiot. Jamie Fraser

It's a good country for myths. Things seem to take root here.

Ye are Blood of my Blood, and Bone of my Bone, I give ye my Body, that we Two might be One.I give ye my Spirit, 'til our Life shall be Done.

No matter how ugly the manner in which a man dies, it’s only the presence of a suffering human soul that is horrifying, once gone, what is left is only an object.

He has cat blood, I reflected sourly, no doubt that was how he managed to sneak up on me in the darkness.

Despair dragged at me like an anchor, pulling me down. I closed my eyes and retreated to some dim place within, where there was nothing but an aching grey blankness…

At the best of times, Father Bain's face resembled a clenched fist.

I had no idea there were so many ways you could burn yourself out.

If the butterfly wings its way to the sweet light that attracts it, it's only because it doesn't know that the fire can consume it.

Imitation is always insult--not flattery.

Instruction ends in the schoolroom, but education ends only with life. A child is given to the universe to be educated.

Kestilan?" There was that name again. Oliver fought down an irrational surge of jealousy for this mysterious being who took up so much of Petunia's attention.

Be confident. Be compassionate. Be intelligent. Be humble. Be generous. The universe returns to you what you put out.

Go back and take care of yourself. Your body needs you, your feelings need you, your perceptions need you. Your suffering needs you to acknowledge it. Go home and be there for all these things.

What's called "liberal" in the intelectual culture means highly conformist to power, but mildly critical.

The problem we have right now in Washington is we don't have the face of a leader.

I visited the Gymnasium in The Hague and passed my final examination (in the sciences section) in 1943.