Alana

“Home is where, when you have to go there, they have to take you in.”
― Diana Gabaldon, An Echo in the Bone

“You’re the world I have,” she murmured, and then her breathing changed, and she took him down with her into safety.”
― Diana Gabaldon, An Echo in the Bone

“The thing was, some men needed killing. The Church didn’t admit that, save it was war. The Mohawk understood it fine. So did Uncle Jamie.”
― Diana Gabaldon, An Echo in the Bone

“Does your knee still hurt, Sassenach?” he asked, seeing me rub it. It hadn’t ever quite recovered from being strained during our adventures on the Pitt, and climbing stairs provoked it. “Oh, just part of the general decline,” I said, trying to make a joke of it. I flexed my right arm, gingerly, feeling a twinge in the elbow. “Things don’t bend quite so easily as they used to. And other things hurt. Sometimes I think I’m falling apart.” Jamie closed one eye and regarded me. “I’ve felt like that since I was about twenty,” he observed. “Ye get used to it.” He stretched, making his spine give off a series of muffled pops, and held out a hand. “Come to bed, a nighean. Nothing hurts when ye love me.” He was right; nothing did.”
― Diana Gabaldon, An Echo in the Bone