Diana Gabaldon - Jamie Quotes

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My father liked me, when I wasna being an idiot. And he loved me, too — enough to beat the daylights out of me when I was being an idiot. Jamie Fraser

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Why, what's the matter wi' the poor child?" she demanded of Jamie. "Has she had an accident o' some sort?" "No, it's only she's married me," he said, "though if ye care to call it an accident, ye may.

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I didn't say you shouldn't worry, do you think I don't worry? But no, you probably can't do anything about me.' 'Well, maybe no, Sassenach, and maybe so. But I've lived a long enough time now to think it maybe doesna matter so much— so long as I can love you.' -Claire & Jamie Fraser

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That's what marriage is good for; it makes a sacrament out of things ye'd otherwise have to confess. Jamie Fraser

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Do ye dare to draw arms against the justice of God?" snapped the tubby little judge. Jamie drew the sword completely, with a flash of steel, then thrust it point-first into the ground, leaving the hilt quivering with the force of the blow. "I draw it in defense of this women, and the truth," he said "If any here be against those two they'll answer to me, and then God, in that order.

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When I asked my da how ye knew which was the right woman, he told me when the time came, I'd have no doubt. And I didn't. When I woke in the dark under that tree on the road to Leoch, with you sitting on my chest, cursing me for bleeding to death, I said to myself 'Jamie Fraser, for all ye canna see what she looks like, and for all she weights as much as a good draft horse, this is the woman.

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That's for calling your father a fool. It may be true, but it's disrespectful. Brian Fraser to teenage Jamie

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I thought I could make out Jamie's Highland screech, but that was likely imagination; they all sounded equally demented.

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So remember it, lad. If your head thinks up mischief, your backside's going to pay for it. Brian Fraser to young Jamie

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Deftly whipping a small tuning fork from his pocket, he struck it smartly against a pillar and held it next to Jamie's left ear. Jamie rolled his eyes heavenward, but shrugged and obligingly sang a note. The little man jerked back as though he'd been shot.

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I had kissed my share of men, particularly during the war years, when flirtation and instant romance were the light-minded companions of death and uncertainty. Jamie, thought, was something different. His extreme gentleness was in no way tentative; rather it was a promise of power known and held in leash; a challenge and a provocation the more remarkable for its lack of demand. I am yours, it said. And if you will have me, then...

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