Next time I marry someone, I’ll pick a lass who wakes up cheerful in the morning,
Well, and he supposed a duel with a drunken midget was as good a test as any.
Love for a child cannot be free; from the first signs of movement in the womb, a devotion springs up as powerful as it is mindless, irresistible as the process of birth itself. But powerful as it is, it is a love always of control; one is in charge, the protector, the watcher, the guardian-there is great passion in it, to be sure, but never abandon. Always, always, I had had to
It’s what happens when you live through things you shouldn’t have been able to live through and can’t reconcile that knowledge with the fact that you did.
She supposed she ought to feel exposed in some way, the privacy of her thoughts and dreams laid bare to him-but she trusted him with them. He would never use those things against her.
We currently enjoy the hospitality of the local smith, a gentleman named Heughan.
I mean to take my time about it, aye?
There is nothing more delightful in life than a feather bed and an open fire-except a feather bed with a warm and tender lover in it.
conscience as her lover. Her husband.