You Dinna Need To Understand

I'll Leave It To You, Sassenach," He Said Dryly, "to Imagine What It Feels Like To Arrive Unexpectedly In The Midst Of A Brothel, In Possession Of A Verra Large Sausage.

If I Die Before I Say 'i Love You' It's Because I Didn't Have The Time.

I Wasn't Used To Living Crowded Cheek By Jowl With Numbers Of Other People, As Was Customary Here. People Ate, Slept, And Frequently Copulated, Crammed Into Tiny, Stifling Cottages, Lit And Warmed By Smoky Peat Fires. The Only Thing They Didn't Do Together Was Bathe - Largely Because They Didn't Bathe.

Forgiveness Is Not A Single Act, But A Matter Of Constant Practice

Tell Him I Hate Him To His Guts And The Marrow Of His Bones!