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  • Quote of the Day for Sunday, June 14, 2015 -- Happiapple, 20:35:55 06/14/15 Sun
    The following quote is taken from Dragonfly In Amber by Diana Gabaldon, chapter 36, Prestonpans. Copyright ©1992 by Diana Gabaldon, All Rights Reserved.


    Four days' march found us on the crest of a hill near Calder. A sizable moor stretched out at the food of the hill, but we set up camp within the shelter of the trees above. There were two small streams cutting through the moss-covered rock of the hillside, and the crisp weather of early fall made it seem much more like picnicking than a march to war.



    Since camping seems to too many times get in the way of my QOTD posts, I thought it was fitting to mention the many times they've resided in a camp situation. Enjoy!

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  • Identify the wallpaper in the Lallybroch Laird's bedroom? -- Kathleen (help), 15:11:39 06/15/15 Mon
    Love the wallpaper in the Lallybroch Laird's bedroom. Is it commercially available? How do I find it?

    Thank you.

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  • QOTD for Saturday, June 13, 2015 -- Helka, 22:01:24 06/12/15 Fri
    The following quote is taken from Drums Of Autumn by Diana Gabaldon, chapter 13 An Examination of Conscience. Copyright ©1997 by Diana Gabaldon, All Rights Reserved.


         ”I’m a violent man, and I ken it well,” he said quietly. He spread his hands out on his knees;
    big hands which could wield sword and dagger with ease, or choke the life from man. “So do you or−ye should.”

         ”You’ve never done anything you weren’t forced to do!”

         ”No?”

         ”I don’t think so,” I said, but even as we spoke, a shadow of doubt clouded my words.
    Even done from the most urgent necessity, did such things not leave a mark on the soul?

         ”Ye wouldna hold me in the same estimation as, say, a man like Stephen Bonnet?
    He might well say he acted from necessity.”

         ”If you think you have the slightest thing in common with Sephen Bonnet, you’re dead wrong,” I said firmly.

         He shrugged, half impatient, and shifted restlessly on the narrow bench.

         ”There’s nay much to choose between Bonnet and me, save that I have a sense of honor that he lacks. What else keeps me from turning thief?” he demanded.


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    Thank you for sharing Jamie’s week in most unwelcome situations. Sorry, this quote exceeded the limits considerably.

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  • Yikes - no quotes next week? -- Judie, 00:06:13 06/10/15 Wed
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  • QOTD for Friday, June 12, 2015 -- Helka, 22:24:27 06/11/15 Thu
    The following quote is taken from Outlander by Diana Gabaldon, chapter 40, Absolution. Copyright ©1992 by Diana Gabaldon, All Rights Reserved.



         ”Tell me that you love me Alex. Say that you love me.”

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  • QOTD for Thursday, June 11, 2015 -- Helka, 00:33:19 06/11/15 Thu
    The following quote is taken from Dragonfly In Amberer by Diana Gabaldon, chapter 34, The Postman Always Rings Twice. Copyright ©1992 by Diana Gabaldon, All Rights Reserved.


         At the bottom of the list was written,
    “James Alexander Malcom MacKenzie Fraser, of Broch Tuarach.”

         ”Jesus bloody fucking Christ”, I whispered,
    wishing there were something stronger I could say, as a form of relief.
    “The filthy bastard’s signed your name to it.”

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  • QOTD for Wednesday, June 10, 2015 -- Helka, 22:55:10 06/09/15 Tue
    The following quote is taken from Voyager by Diana Gabaldon, chapter 14, Geneva . Copyright ©1994 by Diana Gabaldon, All Rights Reserved.


         ”You’ll not use that name to me,” he said.
    She lifted the pointed chin a trifle more and raised her plucked brows.
         Why not? It’s yours. Your sister calls you so.”

    He hesitated for a moment, then deliberately laid the letter aside, and bent his head to the laces of his breeches.

         ”I’ll serve ye properly,”
    he said, looking down at his working fingers,
    “for the sake of my honor as a man, and yours as a woman.
    But”−he raised his head and the narrowed blue eyes bored into hers−
    “having brought me to your bed by means of threats against my family,
    I’ll not have you call me by the name they give me.”

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  • QOTD for Tuesday, June 9, 2015 -- Helka, 00:25:04 06/09/15 Tue

    The following quote is taken from Outlander by Diana Gabaldon, chapter 11, Conversations with a Lawyer. Copyright ©1991 by Diana Gabaldon, All Rights Reserved.


    With no warning, Dougal stood, seized Jamie’s collar and pulled.

    Old, shabbily made to begin with, the shirt tore cleanly by the seams.
    Taken completely by surprise, Jamie froze.
    His eyes narrowed, and I saw his jaw set tightly, but he didn’t move as Dougal spread aide the ripped flaps of cloth to display his back to the onlookers.

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  • QOTD for Monday, June 8, 2015 -- Helka, 01:35:52 06/08/15 Mon
    The following quote is taken from Voyager by Diana Gabaldon, chapter 40, I Shall Go Down to the Sea, Copyright ©1994 by Diana Gabaldon, All Rights Reserved.


         ”You smell of ink.”

         He smiled lightly, stepping back and running his hand through his hair. “You’ve nose of a truffle pig’s, Sassenach”

         ”Why, thank you, what a graceful compliment,” I said. “What were you writing?”

         The smile disappeared from his face, leaving him strained and tired.

         ”A letter to Jenny,” he said.

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  • QOTD for Sunday, June 7, 2015 The following quote is taken from The Scottish Prisoner by Diana Gabaldon, chapter 7, When a Man Is Tired of London, He Is Tired of Life, Copyright © 2011 by Diana Gabaldon, All Rights Reserved. -- Helka, 22:09:43 06/06/15 Sat
         There it was. He gasped, couldn’t help it, though it made all the soldiers look at him, conversation interrupted.

         It had to be. He knew the look of a prison well enough.
    Huge round towers set in a grim high wall, and the filthy brown water of a broad river flowing past, flowing under an iron-barred gate.
    The Trator’s Gate? He’d heard of it.

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  • QOTD for Saturday, June 6, 2015 -- Lady Linda, 16:47:32 06/05/15 Fri
    The following quote is taken from Written in My Own Heart’s Blood by Diana Gabaldon, chapter 87, Moonrise, Copyright © 2014 by Diana Gabaldon, All Rights Reserved.


            “I’ve . . . decided . . . not to die,” she said, in a voice little more than a whisper.

            “Oh. Good.” He was afraid to touch her, for fear of hurting her, but couldn’t bear not to. He laid a hand as lightly as he could over hers, finding it cool in spite of the heat trapped in the small attic.

            I could,you know. “She closed one eye and looked accusingly at him with the other. I wantto; this is . . . bloody horrible.”

            “I know,” he whispered, and brought her hand to his lips. Her bones were frail, and she hadn’t the strength to squeeze his hand; her finger lay limp in his.

            She closed her eyes and breathed audibly for a little.

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  • QOTD for Friday, June 5, 2015 -- Lady Linda, 18:50:42 06/04/15 Thu
    The following quote is taken from Written in My Own Heart’s Blood by Diana Gabaldon, chapter 83, Sundown, Copyright © 2014 by Diana Gabaldon, All Rights Reserved.


            “Again, Sassenach,” Jamie whispered, lifting my head and putting the spoon to my lips, sticky with sherry and the bitter taste of opium. “One more.” I swallowed and lay back. If I died, would I see my mother again? I wondered, and experienced an urgent longing for her, shocking in its intensity.

            I was trying to summon her face before me, bring her out of the floating horde of strangers, when I suddenly lost my grip on my own thoughts and began to float off into a sphere of dark, dark blue.

            “Don’t leave me, Claire,” Jamie whispered, very close to my ear. “This time, I’ll beg. Dinna go from me. Please.” I could feel the warmth of his face, see the glow of his breath on my cheek, though my eyes were closed.

            “I won’t,” I said---or thought I said---and went. My last clear thought was that I’d forgotten to tell him not to marry a fool.

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  • QOTD for Thursday, June 4, 2015 -- Lady Linda, 18:18:18 06/03/15 Wed
    The following quote is taken from Written in My Own Heart’s Blood by Diana Gabaldon, chapter 83, Sundown, Copyright © 2014 by Diana Gabaldon, All Rights Reserved.


            He was standing by the window at the moment, clutching the sill as he looked out.

            Seeing him there, broad shoulders outlined by the sinking sun, brought back a sudden memory, surprising in its sharpness. Or rather, memories, for the layers of experience came back altogether, in a wodge, and I was seeing Jamie rigid with his fear and grief, the slight black figure of Malva Christie leaning toward him---and remembered feeling both a vague affront and a tremendous sense of peace as I began to leave my body, carried on the wings of fever.

            I shook the memory off at once, frightened even to think of that beckoning peace. The fear was reassuring; I wasn’t yet so close to death as to find it appealing.

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  • QOTD for Wednesday, June 3, 2015 -- Lady Linda, 17:55:39 06/02/15 Tue
    The following quote is taken from Written in My Own Heart’s Blood by Diana Gabaldon, chapter 87, MOONRISE, Copyright © 2014 by Diana Gabaldon, All Rights Reserved.


            “Elephants,” I said, drawing the shallowest possible breath compatible with speaking. “When female elephants are dying, sometimes a male will try to mate with her.”

            There was a marked silence behind me, and then a big hand came round and rested assessingly on my forehead.

            “Either ye’re fevered again, Sassenach,” he said in my ear, “or ye have verra perverse fancies. Ye dinna really want me to---“

            “No,” I said hastily. “Not right this minute, no. And I’m not dying, either. The thought just came to me.”

            He made an amused Scottish noise and, lifting the hair off my neck, kissed my nape.

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  • QOTD for Tuesday, June 2, 2015 -- Lady Linda, 17:47:00 06/01/15 Mon
    The following quote is taken from Written in My Own Heart’s Blood by Diana Gabaldon, chapter 82, Even People Who Want To Go To Heaven Don’t Want To Die To Get There, Copyright © 2014 by Diana Gabaldon, All Rights Reserved.


            “Take off your coat and waistcoat, lad,” Jamie said abruptly. The boy looked completely bewildered, but---stimulated by a menacing movement from Bixby---did as he was told. Jamie took him by the shoulder, turned him round, and said, “Stand still, aye?”

            Stooping swiftly, he scooped a handful from the horrifying puddle of bloody mud and, standing, wrote carefully on the messenger’s white back with a finger: I resign my commission. J. Fraser.

            He made to fling the remnants of mud away but, after a moment’s hesitation, added a smeared and reluctant Sir at the top of the message, then clapped the boy on the shoulder.

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  • QOTD for Monday, June 1, 2015 -- Lady Linda, 18:12:16 05/31/15 Sun
    The following quote is taken from Written in My Own Heart’s Blood by Diana Gabaldon, chapter 82, Even People Who Want To Go To Heaven Don’t Want To Die To Get There, Copyright © 2014 by Diana Gabaldon, All Rights Reserved.


            Jamie couldn’t take his eyes off Claire’s face, lest she die in the second when he looked away. He fumbled for a kerchief, but he’d given it to Bixby, and in desperation seized a fold of her skirt and pressed it hard to her side. She made a horrible sound and he nearly let go, but the ground under her was already darkening with blood and he pressed harder, shouting, “Help! Help me, Rachel! Dottie!”

            But no one came, and when he risked a split second’s glance around, he saw nothing but clumps of wounded and dead under the trees some distance away and the flickering forms of soldiers, some running, some wandering dazed through the tombstones.

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  • QOTD for Friday, May 22, 2015 -- LisaW, 20:29:29 05/21/15 Thu
    The following quote is taken from Dragonfly In Amber by Diana Gabaldon, Chapter 25 "Raymond the Heretic". Copyright (c) 1992 by Diana Gabaldon. All
    rights reserved.

       " "Now," he said softly. "Call him. Call the red man. Call him."
       The pressure of the fingers within and the palm without grew harder, and I
    pressed my legs against the bed, fighting it. But there was no strength left
    in me to resist, and the inexorable pressure went on, cracking the crystal
    sphere, freeing the chaos within.
       My mind filled with images, worse than the misery of the fever-dreams,
    because more real. Grief and loss and fear racked me, and the dusty scent of
    death and white chalk filled my nostrils. Casting about in the random patterns
    of my mind for help., I heard the voice still muttering, patiently but firmly,
    "Call him," and I sought my anchor. "

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  • QOTD for Sunday, May 31, 2015 -- Lady Linda, 17:42:03 05/30/15 Sat
    The following quote is taken from Written in My Own Heart’s Blood by Diana Gabaldon, chapter 82, Even People Who Want To Go To Heaven Don’t Want To Die To Get There, Copyright © 2014 by Diana Gabaldon, All Rights Reserved.


            “Sassenach!”

            Hands turned me. I screamed. Tried to. I felt it wrench my throat but couldn’t hear it; there was a roaring in my ears. Shock I thought. I couldn’t feel my limbs, my feet. I felt the blood leaving my body.

            It hurt.

            The shock’s wearing off,I thought. Or is it getting worse?I could see the pain now, going off in bursts like black lightning, jagged and searing.

            “Sassenach!”

            “What?” I said through clenched teeth. “Auh!”

            “Are ye dying?”

            “Probably.”


            Always thought the scenes related to Claire being shot were some of the most dramatic and gut wrenching in the entire series. So, this week will be quotes from that event. BTW, I am suffering from Droughtlander already!

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  • QOTD for Saturday, May 30, 2015 Quote taken from The Fiery Cross by Diana Gabaldon, Chapter 94, New Blood. Copyright © 2001 by Diana Gabaldon. All rights reserved. -- SusiQ, 19:19:52 05/29/15 Fri

    "Brianna, say hello to our new tenants," he said, with a nod at the Christies. "Mr. Thomas Christie, and …" "My son, Allan, "Christie said, with a jerk of the head, "and my daughter, Malva."



    I have been a long time reader here and this is my first time posting QOTD. I have totally enjoyed this week. With the release of Outlander on Starz I decided to faithfully reread the series (again) and not just pick my favorite parts. I always selectively reread The Fiery Cross. After having read all books and knowing the outcomes it was enlightening that so many characters that wreak havoc with Jamie, Claire, Roger and Bree were introduced in this book. Choosing to stay with the Wednesday theme I did leave out Major McDonald.
    I hope you enjoyed the quotes.
    Tulach Ard

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  • QOTD for Friday, May 29, 2015 Quote taken from The Fiery Cross by Diana Gabaldon, Chapter 64, Signal For Action. Copyright © 2001 by Diana Gabaldon. All rights reserved. -- SusiQ, 17:45:03 05/28/15 Thu


    "Get away from my wife. William Buccleigh MacKenzie emerged from the shrubbery with a great rustling of leaves and a look of sinister intent upon his face. He was a tall man, close to Roger's own height, and burly through the shoulders. Further personal details seemed inconsequent, given that he also had a knife. It was still sheathed at his belt, but his hand rested on the hilt in a significant manner.

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  • QOTD for Thursday, May 28, 2015 Quote taken from The Fiery Cross by Diana Gabaldon, Chapter 28, Brownsville. Copyright © 2001 by Diana Gabaldon. All rights reserved. -- SusiQ, 18:47:15 05/27/15 Wed
    "My name is Brown, sir. This is my brother, Lionel, my wife, Meg, my brother's daughter, Alicia: - that appeared to be the girl in the apron, who had now removed the garment from her head and stood tear stained and gulping" "and my sister, Thomasina."

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  • QOTD for Wednesday, May 27, 2015 Quote taken from The Fiery Cross by Diana Gabaldon, Chapter 99, Brother. Copyright © 2001 by Diana Gabaldon. All rights reserved. -- SusiQ, 18:07:55 05/26/15 Tue
    In keeping with the Wednesday theme...

    "Besides, I don't believe it's actually wrapping round, so much as it is squashing together, and they're certainly large enough for…see?"
    "Oh," he said, sounding deeply gratified and a little breathless. "Aye, ye're right. That's…oh, that looks verra beautiful, Sassenach - least from here."
    "It looks very interesting from here, too," I assured him trying neither to laugh nor go cross-eyed. "Which on of us moves, do you think?"
    "Me, for now. I'm no chafing ye, Sassenach?" he inquired.

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  • QOTD for Tuesday, May 26, 2015 Quote taken from The Fiery Cross by Diana Gabaldon, Chapter 26, The Militia Rises. Copyright © 2001 by Diana Gabaldon. All rights reserved. -- SusiQ, 17:54:50 05/25/15 Mon

    Jamie glimpsed my convulsive movement from the corner of his eye and scowled in my direction, lips pursed in a silent adjuration to stillness. Josiah's face was contoured, lips drawn back from his teeth in agony - but he made no noise. On the far side of the fire, Kenny Lindsay sat watching, silent as a rock."

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  • QOTD for Sunday, May 24, 2015 Quote taken from The Fiery Cross by Diana Gabaldon, Chapter 8, The Factor. Copyright © 2001 by Diana Gabaldon. All rights reserved. -- SusiQ, 18:30:52 05/23/15 Sat
    "Mr. Bug, here's Himself"s good-son, Roger Mac, him I tellt ye of." He turned back toward Roger, waving vaguely at his companion, who stepped forward, extending his hand with a stiff but cordial bow. "This will be Arch Bug, a Smeòraich.."

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  • QOTD for Monday, May 25, 2015 Quote taken from The Fiery Cross by Diana Gabaldon, Chapter 18, No Place Like Home. Copyright © 2001 by Diana Gabaldon. All rights reserved. -- SusiQ, 18:04:18 05/24/15 Sun

    It sat frozen, blending perfectly with its dusky background. He would never have seen it had his hunter's eye not caught its movement. A tiny kitten, its gray fur puffed out like a ripe milkweed head, enormous eyes wide open and unblinking, almost colorless in the gloom beneath the bush. A Chait," he whispered, putting out a slow finger toward it, "Whatever are ye doing here?"

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  • QOTD for Saturday, May 23, 2015 -- LisaW, 22:40:14 05/22/15 Fri
    The following quote is taken from The Fiery Cross by Diana Gabaldon, Chapter 111 "AND YET GO OUT TO MEET IT". Copyright© 2001 by Diana Gabaldon. All rights reserved.


       " "When the day shall come, that we do part," he said softly, and turned to
    look at me, "if my last words are not 'I love you'--ye'll ken it was because I
    didna have time." "

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  • QOTD for Thursday, May 21, 2015 -- LisaW, 19:06:02 05/20/15 Wed
    The following quote is taken from Voyager by Diana Gabaldon, Chapter 35 "Flight from Eden". Copyright (c) 1994 by Diana Gabaldon. All rights reserved.


       " "But Auntie Claire, it's not that!"
       "What's not that?" Caught by his tone of desperation, I glanced up. His
    long, narrow face was tight with the anguished need to make me understand.
       "Uncle Jamie didna stay to tend Laoghaire!"
       "Then why did he send you?"
       He took a deep breath, renewing his grip on my reins.
       "She shot him. He sent me to find ye, because he's dying." "

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  • More quoters needed! :) -- Judie, 10:35:08 05/21/15 Thu
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    Click on "contact forum admin" link above if you would like to have a week of quoting fun. :)

    Please tell me which weeks you CANNOT do - it makes it easier to schedule.

    Thanks.

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  • QOTD for Wednesday, May 20, 2015 -- LisaW, 21:38:42 05/19/15 Tue
    The following quote is taken from Dragonfly In Amber by Diana Gabaldon, Chapter 49 "Blessed Are Those...". Copyright (c) 1992 by Diana Gabaldon. All
    rights reserved.


       " "Caire?" His voice felt scratchy from disuse, and he cleared his throat and
    tried again. "Claire? I . . . have something to tell you."
       She turned and looked up at him, no more than the faintest curiosity
    visible on her features. She wore a look of calm, the look of one who has borne
    terror, despair, and mourning, and the desperate burden of survival--and has
    endured. Looking at her, he felt suddenly that he couldn't do it.
       But she had told the truth; he must do likewise.
       "I found something." He raised the book in a brief, futile gesture. "About
    . . . Jamie." Speaking that name aloud seemed to brace him, as though the
    big Scot himself had been conjured by his calling, to stand solid and unmoving
    in the hallway, between his wife and Roger. "

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  • QOTD for Tuesday, May 19, 2015 -- LisaW, 21:06:47 05/18/15 Mon
    The following quote is taken from A Breath of Snow and Ashes by Diana Gabaldon, Chapter 63 "MOMENT OF DECISION". Copyright© 2005 by Diana Gabaldon. All rights reserved.


       " Then some sound turned me toward the window and I saw the man who
    stood there. I had no name for him, and yet I loved him. He stood with his back
    turned to the bed, arms braced on the sill, and his head sunk on his chest, so the
    dawn light glowed red on his hair and traced his arms with gold. A spasm of grief
    shook him; I felt it, like the temblors of a distant quake.
       Someone moved near him. A dark-haired woman, a girl. She came close,
    touched his back, murmuring something to him. I saw the way she looked at
    him, the tender inclination of her head, the intimacy of her body swaying toward
    him.
       No, I thought, with great calm. That won't do.
       I looked once more at myself lying on the bed, and with a feeling that was at
    once firm decision and incalculable regret, I took another breath. "

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  • QOTD for Monday, May 18, 2015 -- LisaW, 21:02:00 05/17/15 Sun
    The following quote is taken from Drums of Autumn by Diana Gabaldon, Chapter 23 :THE SKULL BENEATH THE SKIN". Copyright (c) 1997 by Diana Gabaldon. All
    rights reserved.

       " "Aye, he carried on so that the spittle flew from his jaws and I was sure
    he'd gone truly mad. I thought he'd do us an injury, so I bade Ian unbolt
    the door and let him be gone." Jamie sat back on his heels and frowned at
    my foot, then picked a dead leaf off my instep.
       "Well, and was the Devil outside?" I asked flippantly.
       Jamie shook his head.
       "We searched the clearing, from the penfold to the spring, and didna
    find a thing--except these." He reached into his sporran and drew out my
    shoes. He looked up into my face, his own quite expressionless.
       "They were sitting on the doorstep, side by side." "

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  • QOTD for Sunday, May 17, 2015 -- LisaW, 00:20:57 05/17/15 Sun
    The following quote is taken from Outlander by Diana Gabaldon, chapter 1 "A New Beginning". Copyright (c) 1991 by Diana
    Gabaldon. All rights reserved.

        " "Good question. I don't see anything." Casting an eye over the ground,
    though, I did see an interesting plant growing near the base of one of the tall
    stones. Myosotis? No, probably not; this had orange centers to the deep blue
    flowers. Intrigued, I started toward it. Frank, with keener hearing than I, leaped
    to his feet and seized my arm, hurrying me out of the circle a moment before
    one of the morning's dancers entered from the other side. "

    My theme is; things that brought Claire and Jamie together. In the beginning and throughout their relationship.

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  • QOTD for Saturday, May 16, 2015. The following quote is taken from Written In my Own Heart’s Blood by Diane Gabaldon, Ch.86 “In Which Rosy-fingered Dawn Shows Up Mob-Handed” Copyright (c) 2014 by Diana Gabaldon. All rights reserved. -- Swarl -sorry to be so late, 06:21:43 05/16/15 Sat
    “And who else has a better reason for helping us in this matter than does Jamie Fraser?”
    “Who indeed?” They rode for some time in silence, Hal apparently lost in thought. It wasn't until they paused to find a creek and water the horses that he spoke again, water streaming down his face where he’d splashed it.
    “So you’ve not only somehow married Fraser’s wife, but you’ve accidentally been raising his illegitimate son for the last 15 years?”
    “Apparently so,” Grey said, in a tone that he hoped indicated complete unwillingness to talk about it. For once, Hal took the hint.
    “I see, “ he said, and, with no further questions, wiped his face with the flag of truce and mounted up.’

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  • QOTD for Friday, May 15, 2015. The following quote is taken from Written In my Own Heart’s Blood by Diana Gabaldon, Ch.86 “In Which Rosy-fingered Dawn Shows Up Mob-Handed” Copyright (c) 2014 by Diana Gabaldon. All rights reserved. -- Swarl, 04:40:29 05/15/15 Fri
    ‘Hal’s arm was hard as marble under John’s hand and stayed that way. But he did stop, breathing with a slow, deep regularity. At last he turned his head and looked into his brother’s eyes. A beam of sunlight threw every line in his face into stark relief.
    “Name one thing you think I wouldn't do,” he said quietly, “in order not to have to tell Minnie that Ben is dead.”
    Grey drew one long, deep breath of his own and nodded, letting go.
    “Point taken. . . “

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  • QOTD for Thursday, May 14, 2015. The following quote is taken from The Scottish Prisoner by Diana Gabaldon, Ch.11 “Vulgar Curiosity” Copyright (c) 2011 by Diana Gabaldon. All rights reserved. -- Swarl, 18:40:55 05/13/15 Wed
    Minnie’s version of what happened next.

    “He came looking for me,” she said frankly. “Strode into my father’s bookshop one day with fire in his eye. I nearly fainted. So did he, when he saw I was with child.”
    She smiled, but it was an inward smile now, one of reminiscence.
    “He took the most enormous breath, shook his head, then walked round the counter, picked me up, and carried me straight out of the shop and into a coach Harry had waiting outside. I was most impressed; I must have weighed eleven stone, at least.” She glanced sideways at him. The dimple was back. “Are you dreadfully scandalized, John?”
    “Dreadfully.” What he was really thinking was that it was a mercy that Benjamin so strongly resembled Hal.’

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  • QOTD for Wednesday, May 13, 2015. The following quote is taken from The Scottish Prisoner by Diana Gabaldon, Ch.2 “Erse” Copyright (c) 2011 by Diana Gabaldon. All rights reserved. -- Swarl, 18:42:45 05/12/15 Tue
    Hump day is a bit difficult with this week’s topic, so this will have to do. Hal is recounting his discovery of Minnie in his study, clandestinely rifling his desk for documents.

    “I gather you did not immediately have her arrested and taken before a magistrate?”
    Hal took a sherry glass and held it out.
    “No. I had her on the hearth rug.”
    The decanter slipped from Grey’s fingers, and he caught it again by pure luck, splashing only a little.
    “Did you, indeed?” he managed.
    “Give me that, butterfingers.” Hal took the decanter from him, and poured carefully, eyes fixed on the rising amber liquid.
“And, yes, I did.”
    Grey wondered, reeling, whether Minnie had been a virgin and decided instantly not to ask.
    “Then I put her into a coach, made her tell me her address, and said I would call on her in the morning, to ask after her welfare.” Hal said offhandedly, and passed John a glass. “Here. Hang on to it this time. You look as though you need it.”
    He did, and drank off the sherry – which wasn't bad – in a couple of gulps.
    “She didn't . . . actually give you her address, did she?”

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  • QOTD for Tuesday, May 12, 2015. The following quote is taken from Written In my Own Heart’s Blood by Diana Gabaldon, Ch.23 “In Which Mrs Figg Takes a Hand” Copyright (c) 2014 by Diana Gabaldon. All rights reserved. -- swarl, 18:38:14 05/11/15 Mon
    “I am Denzell Hunter, Friend Grey. I am a physician, come at the request of Claire Fraser to attend thee.”
    The duke dropped the decanter, which fell over and disgorged the few drops it still contained onto the braided hearth rug.
    “You!” he said, drawing himself abruptly to his full height. He was in fact no taller than Hunter, but it was obvious that he had the habit of command. “You are the skulking fellow who has had the temerity to seduce my daughter, and you dare come here and offer to physic me? Get out of my sight, before I – “ At this point, it dawned on Pardloe that he was in his nightshirt and unarmed. Nothing daunted, he seized the decanter from the floor and swung it at Denzell’s head.
    Denzell ducked, and Jamie got hold of Parloe’s wrist before he could try again. Denny straightened up, fire glinting behind his spectacles.
    “I take issue both with thy description of my behavior and thy slur upon thy daughter’s reputation,” he said sharply. “I can only conceive that the order of thy mind is deranged by illness or drugs, for surely the man who sired and reared such a person as Dorothea could not speak so meanly of her or have so little faith in her strength of character and her virtue as to think that anyone might seduce her.”

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  • QOTD for Monday, May 11, 2015. The following quote is taken from ritten In my Own Heart’s Blood by Diane Gabaldon, Chapter 69: "Sparrow-Fart". Copyright (c) 2014 by Diana Gabaldon. All rights reserved. -- Swarl, 18:49:02 05/10/15 Sun
    This is a bit out of sequence, but made sense here for our Week of Hal.

    “Jesus, if he thinks he’s a chance in hell of preventing Dorothea from marrying Dr. Hunter . . . I believe I’d pay good money to overhear the conversation when he meets Denzell” he remarked. “Who would you bet on – given that Hal hasn't got a regiment at his back to enforce his opinions?”
    “He likely has met him by now. As to odds – Denzell three to two, “ I said, after a moment’s consideration. “He’s got not only God but love – and Dorothea – on his side, and I do think that will outweigh even Hal’s brand of . . . of . . . autocratic conviction?”
    “I’d call it undiluted bastardliness, myself, but, then, I’m his brother. I’m allowed liberties.”

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  • QOTD for Sunday, May 10, 2015. The following quote is taken from Written In my Own Heart’s Blood by Diane Gabaldon, Ch.23 “In Which Mrs Figg Takes a Hand” Copyright (c) 2014 by Diana Gabaldon. All rights reserved. -- swarl, 18:18:28 05/09/15 Sat
    This chapter involves a lovely stramash with Jenny and Mrs Figg armed, Pardloe wheezing in his nightshirt and Jamie looking for Claire.

    ‘Jamie got a hand under the gun just as it went off in a puff of black smoke, the crack of the firing simultaneous with the explosion of a china figure on the mantelpiece.
    Pardloe sat frozen for an instant, then – very carefully – reached up and removed a large shard of porcelain from his hair.
    “Mr. Fraser,” he said in a voice that was almost steady. “Your servant, sir.”
    “Your most obedient, Your Grace,” Jamie replied, suffering an insane urge to laugh and kept from it only by the sure knowledge that his sister would immediately reload and shoot him at point-blank range if he did. “I see ye’re acquainted with my sister, Mrs. Murray.”
    “Your – dear lord, she is.” Pardloe’s eyes had flicked back and forth between their faces, and he now drew a long, slow breath. “Is your entire family given to irascibility?”
    “We are, Your Grace, and I thank ye for the compliment,” Jamie said - - -“

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  • It looks like there are no more quotes after next week!! Has our Board come to this? Sign on. It's fun to look thru the books again. It's great to find a theme and decide how to follow it thru. All gain. No pain, be brave! Sign up by "contacting the admin" -- Swarl, 07:10:20 05/08/15 Fri
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  • QOTD for Saturday, May 9, 2015 - sorry I'm late, got home after midnight and collapsed. -- kgp, 03:42:57 05/09/15 Sat
    The following quote is taken from Written In my Own Heart’s Blood by Diana Gabaldon, Chapter 42 All my Love. Copyright 2014 by Diana Gabaldon. All Rights Reserved.

    “And if worse should come to worst – and you can do it – then the past may be your best avenue of escape. I have no idea how it works; neither does your mother, or at least she says so. I hope I may have given you a few tools to help, if that should be necessary.

    And . . . there’s him. Your mother said that Fraser sent her back to me, knowing that I would protect her – and you. She thought that he died immediately afterward. He did not. I looked for him, and I found him. And, like him, perhaps I send you back, knowing – as he knew of me – that he will protect you with his life.

    I will love you forever, Brianna. And I know whose child you truly are.

    With all my love,
    Dad

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  • QOTD for Friday, May 8, 2015 -- kgp, 18:23:37 05/07/15 Thu
    The following quote is taken from An Echo In The Bone by Diana Gabaldon, Chapter 91. Footsteps. Copyright © 2009 by Diane Gabaldon. All rights reserved.



    ”You’ve just left me, dearest deadeye, after our wonderful afternoon at Sherman’s (the clay pigeon place – will she remember the name?). My ears are still ringing. Whenever we shoot, I’m torn between immense pride in your ability, envy of it, and fear. I don’t know quite when you will read this, or if you will. Maybe I’ll have the courage to tell you before I die (or I’ll do something so unforgivable that your mother will – no, she won’t. I’ve never met anyone so honorable as Claire, notwithstanding. She’ll keep her word).

    What a queer feeling it is, writing this. I know that you’ll eventually learn who – and perhaps what – you are.”

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  • QOTD for Thursday, May 7, 2015 -- kgp, 18:20:35 05/06/15 Wed
    The following quote is taken from A Breath of Snow and Ashes by Diana Gabaldon, Chapter 27. The Malting Floor Copyright© 2005 by Diana Gabaldon. All rights reserved.

    “Small children can certainly be trying,” I agreed, with vivid memories of an incident involving a two-year-old Brianna, a phone call that had distracted me, a large bowl of spaghetti with meatballs, and Frank’s open briefcase. Frank normally exhibited a saintly degree of patience with Bree – if somewhat less with me – but on that particular occasion his bellows of outrage had rattled the windows.

    And now that I recalled the occasion, I had thrown a meatball as him in a fury verging on hysteria. So had Bree, though she had done it out of glee, rather than vindictiveness. Had I been standing by the stove at the time, it might easily have been the pot I threw. I rubbed a finger under my nose, not sure whether to regret the memory or to laugh at it. I never did get the stains out of the rug.”

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  • QOTD for Wednesday, May 6, 2015 -- kgp, 03:00:02 05/06/15 Wed
    The following quote is taken from Drums of Autumn by Diana Gabaldon, Chapter 71. Circle’s Close. Copyright (c) 1997 by Diana Gabaldon. All rights reserved.

    “You’ll scarcely credit this, but I stood there with my hand on that bloody stone, and wanted nothing more than it should open, and put me face-to-face with James Fraser. Whoever he was, whenever he was, I wanted nothing more in life than to see him – and to kill him.

    I have never seen him – I don’t know that he existed! – and yet I hate this man as I have never hated anyone else. If what Claire said and what I found was true – then I’ve taken her from him, and kept her by me through these years by a lie. Maybe only a lie of omission, but nonetheless a lie for that. I could call that revenge, I suppose.”

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  • QOTD for Tuesday, May 5, 2015 -- kgp, 17:41:12 05/04/15 Mon
    The following quote is taken from Voyager by Diana Gabaldon, Chapter Chapter 3. Frank and Full Disclosure. Copyright (c) 1994 by Diana Gabaldon. All rights reserved.

    ”Frank, too, cuddled the baby and played with her, falling asleep in his big chair with her stretched out atop his lanky form, rosy cheek pressed flat against his chest, as they snored together in peaceful companionship. He and I did not touch each other though, nor did we truly talk about anything beyond our basic domestic arrangements – except Brianna.

    The baby was our shared focus; a point through which we could at once reach each other, and keep the other at arm’s length. It looked as though arm’s length was no longer close enough for Frank.”

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  • QOTD for Monday, May 4, 2015 -- kgp, 17:25:08 05/03/15 Sun
    The following quote is taken from Dragonfly In Amber by Diana Gabaldon, Chapter 47. Loose Ends. Copyright (c) 1992 by Diana Gabaldon. All rights reserved.


    “Frank Randall was my father!” she said. “He was! I know it!” Fists clenched, she glared at her mother. Her voice was trembling with rage.

    “I don’t know why you’re doing this. Maybe you did hate me, maybe you still do!” Tears were beginning to make their way down her cheeks, unbidden, and she dashed them angrily away with the back of one hand.

    “Daddy . . . Daddy loved me – he couldn’t have, if I weren’t his! Why are you trying to make me believe he wasn’t my father? Were you jealous of me? Is that it? Did you mind so much that he loved me? He didn’t love you, I know that!” The blue eyes narrowed, cat-like, blazing in a face gone dead-white.”

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  • QOTD for Sunday, May 3, 2015 -- kgp, 05:01:03 05/03/15 Sun
    The following quote is taken from Outlander by Diana Gabaldon, Chapter 1. New Beginning. Copyright (c) 1991 by Diana Gabaldon. All rights reserved.


    “After a long time, he murmured into my hair, “No, I know you’d never do such a thing. I only meant to say that even if you did . . . Claire, it would make no difference to me. I love you so. Nothing you ever did would stop my loving you.” He took my face between his hands – only four inches taller than I, he could look directly into my eyes without trouble – and said softly, “Forgive me?” His breath, barely scented with the tang of Glenfidditch, was warm on my face, and his lips, full and inviting, were disturbingly close.”


    Let's take a look at another man in Claire's life

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  • For kgp -come inside- -- swarl, 06:48:13 04/27/15 Mon
    Hi kgp, Would you be willing to switch QOTD weeks with me? This means you would be on for quotes this coming Sunday. I am feeling a bit pressed, having just gotten home from a month away. So it would be nice to have a bit more time, before I have to be ON. However, it is physically possible for me to post during May 3 week, so it is not an emergency. Let me know if the switch would work for you. Thanks, Sally/Swarl

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  • QOTD for Saturday, May 2, 2015 -- Rita, 17:44:02 05/01/15 Fri
    The following quote is taken from Written In my Own Heart’s Blood by Diane Gabaldon, Chapter 69: "Sparrow-Fart". Copyright (c) 2014 by Diana Gabaldon. All rights reserved.

    “Are we expecting imminent invasion and capture?” he asked, sitting up.
    “Lie back down. No, this is Jamie being provident.” I touched one of the pistols gingerly. “I don’t know if they’re loaded yet.”
    “Certainly they are. The man is nothing if not thorough.” He eased himself back down, groaning slightly.
    “You think you know him awfully well, don’t you?” I asked, with an edge that rather surprised me.
    “Yes, I do,” he answered promptly. He smiled slightly at my expression. “Not nearly as well as you do in some matters, I’m sure—but perhaps better in others. We are both soldiers.” He tilted his head, indicating the military racket going on outside.
    “If you know him that well,” I said, nettled, “you should have known better than to say whatever you did say to him.”
    “Ah.” The smile disappeared and he looked up at the canvas overhead in contemplation. “I did. Know better. I just said it anyway.”

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  • QOTD for Friday, May 1, 2015 -- Rita, 18:23:39 04/30/15 Thu
    The following quote is taken from Written In my Own Heart’s Blood by Diane Gabaldon, Chapter 88: "A Whiff of Roquefort". Copyright (c) 2014 by Diana Gabaldon. All rights reserved.

    “Mmm.” I was gently prodding the flesh around the orbit, which showed only a slight residual swelling. The sclera was still quite bloodshot, but the bruising was much better. I thumbed down the lower lid to inspect the conjunctiva: a nice slippery pink, no sign of infection. “Does it water?”
    “Only in strong sunlight, and not very much,” he assured me, straightening up. He smiled at me. “Thank you, my dear.”
    Jamie didn’t say anything, but the way he breathed had a distinctly edgy feel about it. I ignored him. If he chose to make a fuss, I couldn’t bloody stop him.
    “What are ye doing here?” he asked abruptly. John looked up at him, one brow raised, as though surprised to see him looming on the other side of my bed. John rose slowly to his feet, holding Jamie’s eyes with his own.
    “What do you think I’m doing?” he asked quietly. There was no hint of challenge in the question, and I could see Jamie suddenly check his own hostility, frowning slightly as he looked John over, considering.
    One side of John’s mouth turned up a little.
    “Do you think I’ve come to fight you for the favors of this lady? Or to seduce her from your side?”
    Jamie didn’t laugh, but the line between his brows smoothed out.

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    I love it that John gets to say the same thing both to Jamie and Claire -- and their reactions are so different :)

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  • QOTD for Thursday, April 30, 2015 -- Rita, 17:35:21 04/29/15 Wed
    QOTD for Thursday, April 30, 2015

    The following quote is taken from Drums of Autumn by Diana Gabaldon, Chapter 25: "Enter a Serpent". Copyright (c) 1997 by Diana Gabaldon.

    “What are you doing here?” I said, without preamble.
    He opened his light blue eyes very wide, then lowered his very long lashes and batted them deliberately at me.
    “I did not come with the intention of seducing your husband, I assure you,” he said.
    “John!” Jamie’s fist struck the table with a force that rattled the teacups. His cheekbones were flushed dark red, and he was scowling with embarrassed fury.
    “Sorry.” Grey, by contrast, had gone white, though he remained otherwise visibly unruffled. It occurred to me for the first time that he might possibly be as unnerved as Jamie by this meeting.
    “My apologies, ma’am,” he said, with a curt nod in my direction. “That was unforgivable. I would point out, however, that you have been looking at me since we met as though you had encountered me lying in the gutter outside some notorious mollyhouse.” A light flush burned over his face now, too.
    “Sorry,” I breathed. “Give me a bit more notice next time, and I’ll take care to adjust my features.”

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