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.

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.

Gentle he would be, denied he would not.

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.

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.

...at dawn, the grains of sleep turn to floating black spots, then out of focus the world tilts, and the cat scratches at the door...

Mankind has a divine duty, to be stewardship of the natural resources.

I like physics. I think it is the best science out of all three of them, because generally it's more useful. You learn about speed and velocity and time, and that's all clever stuff.

The number 1 thing that I don't want to see in a story is when characters exist simply to be proven wrong.

I lived out my little rock'n'roll fantasy, I just wish I hadn't gotten into so much trouble for it.

The mob is the mother of tyrants.

Meanings of all kinds flow through the figures of women, and they often do not include who she herself is.

Scale is extremely important. Scale is not dimensions. Dimensions are physical and scales are mental.

Boy lift it up, lets make a toasta Lets get drunk, its gon bring us closa Don't I look like a HalleBerry posta?

Your faith will help you realize that it is Jesus Himself Who is present in the Blessed Sacrament, waiting for you and calling you to spend one special specific hour with Him each week.