Character: Jamie Fraser. Page 6

- Are you sure you want to go?
Yes...
[pause]
Curse.

- Who's Dr. Rawlings?
- It's me.
Beach, Randall, Fraser, now Rawlings? You're married again, but forgot to tell me?

I would have the entire world thrown at your feet, Claire, but I have nothing to give.

- One person who fights for the cause, worth hundreds in...
Who fight for money.

In the mountains, when the leader declares war, he sets fire to the cross, which is a sign of all the lands of the clan. It is a call to his men took up arms and prepared for battle. We are friends, neighbors, settlers, but we are not a clan, and I'm not your leader. But I hope that if that day comes, you all will stand with me. We cannot know what awaits us, but we must be willing to swear an oath not only to our wives and family, but to our brothers in arms in this new country.

I know what people do for love - it gives courage, but not the mind.

I was thinking about your question whether revenge is to heal wounds from how you were. I suggest you not try to take revenge. For your soul and for your life, you must find the mercy to forgive. For freedom to be fought, but it cannot be achieved by murder. Don't be afraid that he will remain unpunished, a man himself approaches the end. If he dies not by my hand, die from someone else's, but please, not from yours. Hear me, for the sake of the feelings that I have for you cherish. Your loving father.

What is for some a dream for others it can be a nightmare.

Nothing goes, Sassenach, but only change.

- Why did you do it?
What? he asked in reply, wiping his sleeve wet face. Gently felt the broken lip and winced.
- Took the punishment of this girl. Do you know her?
To ask was like to be awkward, but I had to know what lies behind this quixotic act.
- I know who she is, but never talked to her.
- Why did you do that? Why do it?
He shrugged and that movement made him wince.
For girls it's a shame that her risers in the lobby. It's easier for me.
"Better?" - I said in disbelief and looked at his bruised face.
He felt broken ribs with his good hand, raised his eyes and smiled at me a lopsided smile.
Yes. She is very young. It would be very shame to all who know her for a long time it would be a shame. It just hurts, but nothing special. Two days later all will pass.
But why did you? - I asked. The question clearly surprised him.
And why wouldn't I?
Why isn't he? I would say: because you don't know her. Because you are wounded. Because you need special courage to stand and face the crowd of people and getting punched in the face - regardless of what motives led you.

- ... I woke up bound in a cart full of chickens drove me to Fort William.
You know, as gently as possible I said. - Excuse me. It was awful for you.
He suddenly smiled, and the expression of fatigue disappeared.
- Yes, chickens are very poor company, especially if you have to go long.

Can you spare me so that I didn't feel pathetic.

Love is when you give another person your heart and soul. And he gives you his.

A man who shits himself when his throat as substitute knife, or no guts, or brains.