Then the room relaxed in cheers and babbling, and she turned in his arms to kiss him hard and cling to him, and he thought perhaps it didn't matter that they faced in opposite directions - so long as they faced each other.' Roger Wakefield {Drums Of Autumn}

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

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

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.

If it was a sin for you to choose me . . . then I would go to the Devil himself and bless him for tempting ye to it.

Does it ever stop? The wanting you?" "Even when I've just left ye. I want you so much my chest feels tight and my fingers ache with wanting to touch ye again.

We are bound, you and I, and nothing on this earth shall part me from you.