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Are You Mad at Me?

by Meg Josephson (Goodreads Author)

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Dec 07, 2025 08:45AM

“An unaccustomed weed of jealousy sprang up in Jamie’s heart, stinging like nettles. He stamped firmly on it; he was fortunate indeed to know that his son enjoyed a loving relationship with his stepfather. There, that was the weed stamped out. The stamping, though, seemed to have left a small bruised spot on his heart; he could feel it when he breathed.”
― Diana Gabaldon, Drums of Autumn

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“Some claim heaven has streets of gold and all such things, but I hold a different notion. When we’re there, we’ll say to the angels, why, a lot of heaven’s glory was in the place we come from. And you know what them angels will say? They’ll say yes, pilgrim, and how often did you notice? What did you seek?”
― Ron Rash, Above the Waterfall

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“Is it true—that I won’t forget?” He paused for a moment, hand on her hair. “Aye, that’s true,” he said softly. “But it’s true, too, that it willna matter after a time.”
― Diana Gabaldon, Drums of Autumn

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“But a man is not forgotten, as long as there are two people left under the sky. One, to tell the story; the other, to hear it. So.”
― Diana Gabaldon, Drums of Autumn

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“The flame of Brianna’s head moved slightly, looking from one to the other, and I saw what she saw; the echo of Jamie’s dangerous stillness in Roger. It was both unexpected and shocking; I had never seen any resemblance between them at all—and yet at the moment they might have been day and dark, images of fire and night, each mirroring the other. MacKenzie,”
― Diana Gabaldon, Drums of Autumn

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