You are my courage, as I am your conscience," he whispered. "You are my heart---and I your compassion. We are neither of us whole, alone. Do ye not know that, Sassenach?

Conflict and character are the heart of good fiction, and good mystery has both of those in spades.

It's a good country for myths. Things seem to take root here.

I was born for you" -Claire Fraser, Outlander

I gave you justice, it said, as I was taught it. And I gave you mercy , too, so far as I could. While I could not spare you pain and humiliation, I make you a gift of my own pains and humiliations, that yours might be easier to bear.

...well, if women's work was never done, why trouble about how much of it wasn't being accomplished at any given moment?

If I find I need guidance, I’ll ask.