Author of quotes: Diana Gabaldon. Page 2

I thought it was okay to surprise Jamie with my endless returns from strange places.

Looking at the prostrate Jamie, following his breathing, noting the shadows on his face, I realized that the only thing that should keep me occupied and concerned is that we live and live in the same city. And we will live: I return forever, whatever the cost.

drop - the popular belief contains such a name - but it cannot be said that I was alarmed only because of this parable. No. As soon as Ian told me the terrible news, his memory helpfully threw in the details of the night of Frank's death. While I was driving to Lallibroch, I could not get rid of these intrusive memories.

All my life I was looking for a balance between reason and feeling, sometimes I was forced to compromise, loving judiciously, compassionate wisely, participating wisely. But with Jamie ... With Jamie I was completely different, for him I sacrificed everything, abandoned logic, forgot caution, plugged my ears so as not to hear the voice of reason. I stopped being the Claire that everyone knew, and became myself, albeit reckless, albeit putting an end to my career, albeit giving up all the comforts of a rational life. From me he received only myself, one that did not need to hide something, and I did not hide: I gave him my body and soul, he saw me in bed, he knew me weak and defenseless, and I trusted him, knowing that he will understand my weaknesses, as he did long ago.

It hurt to look at him - he seemed distraught. Closing his eyes, he shuddered and walked away without a word.

- Lord, why not all men go crazy with love! And not everyone is ready to exchange honor, relatives, even lay the skin just for the opportunity to be with their beloved. To be with the one who left you, and at the same time want her in such a way that passion overshadows the whole world! ..

- Yes, you saw how.

- Yes, my boy, you are extremely courteous. I am flattered by your high assessment of my capabilities: you think that after this turmoil I can not only hug the pillow, but also your aunt. Thanks. But I think that she will not be offended, - he winked at me, - if you sleep in our room. Do not be afraid, you will not embarrass us.

I looked at Jamie. He rolled his eyes, making it clear that he could not do anything with such bikes.

Jamie saw it in me. And now I knew why. And Frank did not notice at all. And I knew why, too.

- Who are you, Englishwoman? You are my wife. Be that as it may, you are my wife and it will always be so as long as I live. Whatever name you carry.

- I haven't been scared for so long. I was not afraid for myself. And now I'm afraid again, because I have something to lose again.

- What are you talking about! - Jamie looked at me with condemnation. - Don't worry about you? Yes? Tell me how I can not worry when you are waiting for breakfast in bed in the morning, and an hour later you are sitting in a transparent shirt covered in blood and holding a corpse on your knees! And now you are generally naked and those fifteen, instead of doing alcohol, gossip about what kind of whore I dug up. What should I tell them?

- If I don't mind! Englishwoman, you finally understand ... When I looked at you naked, when I touched you and realized that you hadn’t dreamed of me ... I can’t even explain what became of me then. And now you say that I can be against it. How can I drive you away when I find you again? ..