B. Pugh

“Lord that she might be safe. She and my children.”
― Diana Gabaldon, The Scottish Prisoner

“Ye always carry your women wi ye into battle, Ian Og. They're the root of your strength, man.”
― Diana Gabaldon, Written in My Own Heart's Blood

“My own eyes went to Jamie, who had come to join Fergus and Ian by the sideboard. Still here, thank God. Tall and graceful, the soft light making shadows in the folds of his shirt as he moved, a fugitive gleam from the long straight bridge of his nose, the auburn wave of his hair. Still mine. Thank God.”
― Diana Gabaldon, Written in My Own Heart's Blood

“Could I but lay my head in your lap, lass. Feel your hand on me, and sleep wi' the scent of you in my bed.

Christ, Sassenach. I need ye.”
― Diana Gabaldon, The Scottish Prisoner