I'll leave it to you, Sassenach," he said dryly, "to imagine what it feels like to arrive unexpectedly in the midst of a brothel, in possession of a verra large sausage.

When the day shall come that we do part," he said softly, and turned to look at me, "if my last words are not 'I love you'-ye'll ken it was because I didna have time.

Does it ever stop? The wanting you?" "Even when I've just left ye. I want you so much my chest feels tight and my fingers ache with wanting to touch ye again.

It was a beautiful bright autumn day, with air like cider and a sky so blue you could drown in it.

Torn between the impulse to stroke his head, and the urge to cave it in with a rock, I did neither.

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.

For so many years, for so long, I have been so many things, so many different men. But here," he said, so softly I could barely hear him, "here in the dark, with you… I have no name.

One dictum I had learned on the battlefields of France in a far distant war: You cannot save the world, but you might save the man in front of you, if you work fast enough.

Lord, ye gave me a rare woman, and God! I loved her well.

You dinna need to understand me, Sassenach," he said quietly. "So long as you love me.

D'ye ken that the only time I am without pain is in your bed, Sassenach? When I take ye, when I lie in your arms-my wounds are healed, then, my scars forgotten.

When you recognize or experience the truth about yourself you automatically feel love, because love is a quality of your true consciousness and true ideas.

Life baffles me most days. Maybe that's why I write. To try and make sense of it all.

The herd instinct is the new chic! It's like belonging to a club!

Seize the day, trusting as little as possible in the future.

This is the world we live in, Gemma, for better or for worse. Make of it what you can," he says, and I pull him to me.

Nobody wanted me. I just kept writing books and learning my craft. Most writers aren't very good in the beginning.

Only when there are many people who are pools of peace, silence, understanding, will war disappear.

The world's state sponsor of terrorism is now on path, sanctioned by the United States, to create nuclear weapons. We are going to make it possible for them.

The most sinister aspect of Jack is his detachment, his ability to distance himself from his feelings.

All right mister, let me tell you that winning means you're willing to go longer, work harder, give more than anyone else.