Lorri Williams

“I would not piss on him was he burning in the flames of hell," Grey said politely.

One of Hal's brows flicked upward, but only momentarily.

"Just so," he said dryly. "The question, though, is whether Fraser might be inclined to perform a similar service for you."

Grey placed his cup carefully in the center of the desk.

"Only if he thought I might drown," he said, and went out.”
― Diana Gabaldon, The Scottish Prisoner

“Could I be your girl, too?" I asked quickly.
The large, broad-shouldered man looked away before he answered. "Well, now," he said, as though he had given it deep thought, "I sure do think I would like that."
"But," I said, concerned that he hadn't noticed, "I don't look like your other girls."
"You mean because you white?"
I nodded.
"Abinia," he said, pointing toward the chickens, "you look at those birds. Some of them be brown, some of them be white and black. Do you think when they little chicks, those mamas and papas care about that?”
― Kathleen Grissom, The Kitchen House

“It was just a normal day, a day like any other. But most of all it was a day in which everything was exactly the way it should be.”
― Nicholas Sparks, The Choice

“He gave you to me," she said, so low I could hardly hear her. "Now I have to give you back to him, Mama.”
― Diana Gabaldon, Voyager