Eres sangre de mi sangre y huesos de mis huesos.Te doy mi cuerpo para que los dos seamos uno.Te doy mi espíritu para que los dos seamos uno.
Diana GabaldonTags: romance-novels
He had crossed the room with no notion what he might say or do - he had no knowledge of the language of condolence, no skill at social small talk; his metier was business and politics. And yet, when his hostess had introduced them and left, he found himself still holding the hand he had kissed, looking into soft brown eyes that drowned his soul. And without further thought or hesitation had said, 'God help me, I am in love with you.
Diana GabaldonTags: love-at-first-sight trevelyan
In defense of King, country, and family, he would unhesitatingly have sacrificed his virtue to Nessie, had that been required. If it was a question of Olivia marrying a man with syphilis and half the British army being exterminated in battle, versus himself experiencing a "personal interview" with Richard Caswell, though, he rather thought Olivia and the King had best look to their own devices.
Diana GabaldonOne 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.
Diana GabaldonTags: war medicine outlander claire-fraser
What possessed ye, woman, to hit me in the heid wi' a fish whilst I was fighting for my life?
Diana GabaldonYirmi yılda kaç gece vardır kızım? Kaç saat vardır? Yirmi yıl boyunca karımın hala yaşayıp yaşamadığını ve nasıl yaşadığını düşünüp durdum. Onun ve çocuğumun. Tanrı bu yüzden var. Endişe hiçbir işe yaramaz, dua yarar. Bazen...
Diana GabaldonMany of the lost will be found, eventually, dead or alive. Disappearances, after all, have explanations.
Diana GabaldonPeople disappear all the time. Ask any policeman. Better yet, ask a journalist. Disappearances are bread-and-butter to journalists.
Diana GabaldonIt wasn’t a very likely place for disappearances, at least at first glance.
Diana GabaldonTime is a lot of the things people say that God is. There's always preexisting, and having no end. There's the notion of being all powerful-because nothing can stand against time, can it? Not mountains, not armies. And time is, of course, all-healing. Give anything enough time, and everything is taken care of: all pain encompassed, all hardship erased, all loss subsumed. Ashes to ashes, dust to dust. Remember, man, that thou art dust; and unto dust thou shalt return.
And if time is anything akin to God, I suppose that memory must be the devil.
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