We have nothing now between us, save - respect, perhaps. And I think that respect has maybe room for secrets, but not for lies.

It was in a way a comforting idea; if there was all the time in the world, then the happenings of a given moment became less important.

Well, I can't remember not being able to read. I was told I could read by myself very well at the age of three.

There is an oath upon her," he said to Arch, and I realized dimly that he was still speaking in Gaelic, though I understood him clearly. "She may not kill, save it is for mercy or her life. It is myself who kills for her.

Your face is my heart

But just then, for that fraction of time, it seems as though all things are possible. You can look across the limitations of your own life, and see that they are really nothing. In that moment when time stops, it is as though you know you could undertake any venture, complete it and come back to yourself, to find the world unchanged, and everything just as you left it a moment before. And it's as though knowing that everything is possible, suddenly nothing is necessary.

Your face is my heart Sassenach, and the love of you is my soul