Sassenach Quotes

I'm not worrying about my Irish past. What has my Celtic blood ever done for me but give me a restless and unstable mind that gives me no rest in anything I do? Damn the Shan Van Vocht, and the ancestors that went to Sassenach gallows for her, and damn the Irish and damn the black Milesian blood in my veins that makes me like drift-wood fighting the waves and gives me no peace or rest waking or sleeping or riding or dreaming or traveling or wooing, drunken or sober, with hunger or slumber on me. (Robert E. Howard)

It has always been forever, for me, Sassenach.

Diana Gabaldon

"Sassenach." He had called me that from the first; the Gaelic word for outlander, a stranger. An Englishman. First in jest, then in affection.

Diana Gabaldon

D'ye ken that the only time I am without pain is in your bed, Sassenach? When I take ye, when I lie in your arms-my wounds are healed, then, my scars forgotten.

Diana Gabaldon

You dinna need to understand me, Sassenach," he said quietly. "So long as you love me.

Diana Gabaldon

I'll leave it to you, Sassenach," he said dryly, "to imagine what it feels like to arrive unexpectedly in the midst of a brothel, in possession of a verra large sausage.

Diana Gabaldon

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

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Do ye want me?" he whispered. "Sassenach, will ye take me - and risk the man that I am, for the sake of the man ye knew?

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But I talk to you as I talk to my own soul," he said, turning me to face him. He reached up and cupped my cheek, fingers light on my temple. "And, Sassenach," he whispered, "your face is my heart.

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Oh, aye, Sassenach. I am your master... and you're mine. Seems I canna possess your soul without losing my own.

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Could I but lay my head in your lap, lass. Feel your hand on me, and sleep wi' the scent of you in my bed.

Christ, Sassenach. I need ye. (Diana Gabaldon)

He turned his head to look full at me, his hair fire-struck with the setting sun, face dark in silhouette. "Twenty-four years ago today, I married ye, Sassenach," he said softly. "I hope ye willna have cause yet to regret it." -Jamie Fraser.

Diana Gabaldon

I'll tell ye, Sassenach; if ever I feel the need to change my manner of employment, I dinna think I'll take up attacking women - it's a bloody hard way to make a living.

Diana Gabaldon

Sassenach,” he said against my shoulder, a moment later. "Mm?” "Who in God's name is John Wayne?” "You are,” I said. "Go to sleep.

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And you, my Sassenach? What were you born for? To be lady of a manor, or to sleep in the fields like a gypsy? To be a healer, or a don's wife, or an outlaw's lady?" "I was born for you," I said simply, and held out my arms to him.

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Between hell now, and hell later, Sassenach," he said, his speech measured and precise, "I will take later, every time.

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I always wake when you do, Sassenach; I sleep ill without ye by my side.

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You're mine, mo duinne... Mine alone, now and forever... Aye, I mean to use ye hard, my Sassenach... I want to own you, to posses you, body and soul." pge 319.

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I only said I felt like God, Sassenach," he murmured. "I never said I was.

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He shook his head and squeezed my hand tight. "You are my courage, as I am your conscience," he whispered, "You are my heart-- I am your compassion. We are neither of us whole, alone. Do ye not know that, Sassenach?" --Jamie.

Diana Gabaldon

Damn you, Sassenach!" his voice said, from a very great distance. His voice was choked with passion. "Dam you! I swear if ye die on me, I'll kill you! (Diana Gabaldon)

I canna look at ye asleep without wanting to wake ye, Sassenach.” His hand cupped my breast, gently now. "I suppose I find myself lonely without ye.

Diana Gabaldon

I am a sassenach, after all,” I said, seeing it. He touched my face briefly with a rueful smile. "Aye, mo duinne. But you're my sassenach.

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