Kala A.

“Blood of my Blood," he whispered, "and bone of my bone. You carry me within ye, Claire, and ye canna leave me now, no matter what happens, You are mine, always, if ye will it or no, if ye want me or nay. Mine, and I wilna let ye go.”
― Diana Gabaldon , Dragonfly in Amber

“Hear my soul speak:
The very instant that I saw you did
My heart fly to your service, there resides
to make me slave to it, and for your sake
Am I this patient log-man.”
― William Shakespeare, The Tempest