[Favorite Quotes/Lieblingszitate] Die geliehene Zeit von Diana Gabaldon

Die ersten drei Teile der Highlander Reihe von Diana Gabaldon sind meine absoluten Fürimmerundewig Lieblingsbücher. Diese Zitate hier sind aus dem zweiten Band "Die geliehene Zeit"..

English: The first three books of Diana Gabaldon´s Highlander series are my alltime favorites in literature. These are my favorite quotes from "Dragonfly in amber".

“You're mine, damn ye, Claire Fraser! Mine, and I wilna share ye, with a man or a memory, or anything whatever, so long as we both shall live.”


“For I had come back, and I dreamed once more in the cool air of the Highlands. And the voice of my dream still echoed through ears and heart, repeated with the sound of Brianna's sleeping breath. "You are mine," it had said. "Mine. And I will not let you go.” 


“Then let amourous kisses dwell
On our lips, begin and tell
A Thousand and a Hundred score
A Hundred and a Thousand more” 

“I stood still, vision blurring, and in that moment, I heard my heart break. It was a small, clean sound, like the snapping of a flower's stem.” 

“Jamie," I said, "how, exactly, do you decide whether you're drunk?" 
Aroused by my voice, he swayed alarmingly to one side, but caught himself on the edge of the mantelpiece. His eyes drifted around the room, then fixed on my face. For an instant, they blazed clear and pellucid with intelligence. 
"Och, easy, Sassenach, If ye can stand up, you're not drunk." He let go of the mantelpiece, took a step toward me, and crumpled slowly onto the hearth, eyes blank, and a wide, sweet smile on his dreaming face.”

"You bastard!" I said, outraged. "You counted! In the middle of a bloody war, you counted!"
"Didn't you?"
"No!" I hadn't; I had been much too afraid to acknowledge the possibility of the thing I had hoped and prayed for so long, come now so horribly too late.
[...] 
"Claire," he said quietly. "Tomorrow I will die. This child...is all that will be left of me--ever. I ask ye, Claire--I beg you--see it safe.”

“Torn between the impulse to stroke his head, and the urge to cave it in with a rock, I did neither.” 

“We are bound, you and I, and nothing on this earth shall part me from you.”


“Blood of my Blood," he whispered, "and bone of my bone. You carry me within ye, Claire, and ye canna leave me now, no matter what happens, You are mine, always, if ye will it or no, if ye want me or nay. Mine, and I wilna let ye go.”