Ye werena the first lass I kissed," he said softly. "But I swear you'll be the last.

And if your life is a suitable exchange for my honor, why is my honor not a suitable exchange for your life?

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

Oh, Claire, ye do break my heart wi' loving you.

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

If ye loved him, he must ha' been a good man.' 'Yes, he...was.' 'Then I shall do my best to honor his spirit by serving his wife.

Not for the first time, I reflected that intimacy and romance are not synonymous.

It's only that ye looked so beautiful, wi' the fire on your face, and your hair waving in the wind. I wanted to remember it.

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

Lord that she might be safe. She and my children.

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

But a man is not forgotten, as long as there are two people left under the sky. One, to tell the story; the other, to hear it.

He's a man and that's no small thing to be.

Boldness in battle is nothing out of the way... but to face down fear in cold blood is rare in any man.

To see the years touch ye gives me joy", he whispered, "for it means that ye live.

All I want, is for you to love me. Not because of what I can do or what I look like, or because I love you - just because I am.

The most irritating thing about cliches, I decided, was how frequently they were true.

Scots have long memories, and they're not the most forgiving of people.

Ye are Blood of my Blood, and Bone of my Bone, I give ye my Body, that we Two might be One. I give ye my Spirit, 'til our Life shall be Done.