Through eons of living in a land so poor there was little to eat but oats, they had as usual converted necessity into a virtue, and insisted that they liked the stuff.

Don't be afraid. There's the two of us now.

Your face is my heart

you might not be the first person l kissed, but you will be the last' Jamie to Claire in Outlander (not word perfect)

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.

Why d'ye talk to yourself?' 'It assures me of a good listener.

For where all love is, the speaking is unnecessary