I normally post modern romance book reviews but I’m out of this world obsessed the the “Outlander Series” by Diana Gabaldon. I will do a complete review on several books from the series but I want to do something a wee bit different today….
I want to share with you my favorite quotes from Outlander, Book 1….
– “You are safe,” he said firmly. “You have my name and my family, my clan, and if necessary, the protection of my body as well. The man willna lay hands on ye agin while I live.” – Jamie
– “There are things that I canna tell you, at least not yet. And I’ll ask nothing of ye that ye canna give me. But what I would ask of ye—when you do tell me something, let it be the truth. And I’ll promise ye the same. We have nothing now between us, save—respect, perhaps. And I think that respect has maybe room for secrets, but not for lies. Do ye agree?” – Jamie
–“I can bear pain myself, he said softly, but I couldna bear yours. That would take more strength than I have.” – Jamie
–“We have nothing now between us, save – respect, perhaps. And I think that respect has maybe room for secrets, but not for lies.” – Jamie
-“You’re mine, mo duinne,” he said softly, pressing himself into my depths. “Mine alone, now and forever. Mine, whether ye will it or no.” I pulled against his grip, and sucked in my breath with a faint “ah” as he pressed even deeper. “Aye, I mean to use ye hard, my Sassenach,” he whispered. “I want to own you, to possess you, body and soul.” I struggled slightly and he pressed me down, hammering me, a solid, inexorable pounding that reached my womb with each stroke. “I mean to make ye call me ‘Master,’ Sassenach.” His soft voice was a threat of revenge for the agonies of the last minutes. “I mean to make you mine.” – Jamie
-“I had kissed my share of men, particularly during the war years, when flirtation and instant romance were the light-minded companions of death and uncertainty. Jamie, thought, was something different. His extreme gentleness was in no way tentative; rather it was a promise of power known and held in leash; a challenge and a provocation the more remarkable for its lack of demand. I am yours, it said. And if you will have me, then…” –Claire
-“Perhaps it’s just that I want to bed you.” He looked up abruptly. “Did ye think of that?”
If he meant to disconcert me, he was succeeding nicely, but I resolved not to show it.
“Well , do you?” I asked boldly.
“If I’m being honest, yes, I do.” The blue eyes were steady ove the rim of the glass.
“You wouldn’t necessarily have had to marry me for that.” I objected.
He appeared honestly scandalized. “You do not think I would take ye without offering you marriage!”
Many men would,” I said, amused at his innocence.
He sputtered a bit, at a momentary. Then regaining his composure, said with formal dignity, “Perhaps I am pretentious in saying so, but I would like to think that I am not “many men,” and that I dinna necessarily place my behavior at the lowest common denominator.” – Jamie and Claire
-“No claim on me!” he exclaimed. “And what d’ye think a wedding vow is, lassie? Just words in a church!” – Jamie
-“As to that, sir, I swore an oath before the altar of God to protect this woman. And if you’re tellin’ me that ye consider your own authority to be greater that that of the Almighty, then I must inform ye that I’m no of that opinion, myself.” – Jamie
-“I wanted ye from the first I saw ye – but I loved ye when you wept in my arms and let me comfort you, that first time at Leoch.” – Jamie
-“Does it bother you that I’m not a virgin?” He hesitated a moment before answering.
“Well, no,” he said slowly, “so long as it doesna bother you that I am.” He grinned at my drop-jawed expression, and backed toward the door.
“Reckon one of us should know what they’re doing.” – Jamie and Claire
-“And once I got old enough for such a thing to be a possibility, he told me that a man must be responsible for any seed he sows, for it’s his duty to take care of a woman and protect her. And if I wasna prepared to do that, then I’d no right to burden a woman with the consequences of my own actions.” – Jamie
-“I had noticed before that to sleep, actually sleep with someone did give this sense of intimacy, as though your dreams had flowed out of you to mingle with theirs and fold you both in a blanket of unconscious knowing. A throwback of some kind, I thought… it was an act of trust to sleep in the presence of another person. If the trust was mutual, simple sleep could bring you closer together than the joining of bodies.” – Claire
-“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.” – Jamie
-“For where all love is, the speaking is unnecessary. It is all. It is undying. And it is enough” –Claire
-“I believe you,” he said firmly. “I dinna understand it a bit—not yet—but I believe you. Claire, I believe you! Listen to me! There’s the truth between us, you and I, and whatever ye tell me, I shall believe it.” He gave me a gentle shake. “It doesna matter what it is. You’ve told me. That’s enough for now. Be still, mo duinne. Lay your head and rest. You’ll tell me the rest of it later. And I’ll believe you.” – Jamie
-“And when ye screamed, I went to you, armed wi’ nothing but an empty gun and my two hands.”
He leaned his forearms against a rough-barked pine and let his head drop onto them, exhausted. His voice was so low i could barely hear him.
“You’re tearin’ my guts out, Claire.” – Jamie