Jamie To Claire Quotes

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

Diana Gabaldon

#2. Jaime, you must be half-dead"
He laughed tiredly, holding me close with one large warm hand on the small of my back.
"A lot more than half, Sassenach. I'm knackered, and my cock's the only thing too stupid to know it. I canna lie wi' ye without wanting you, but wanting's all I'm like to do.

Diana Gabaldon

#3. Who are Bella and Edward?" I shrug off the question and don't turn around as I ask, "What?" "Or Mac and Jericho? How about Jamie and Claire?

Rachel Hollis

#4. Well I am still not drunk" I straightened up against the pillows as best I could. "You told me once that if you could still stand up, you weren't drunk."
You aren't standing up." he point out.
You are.

Diana Gabaldon

#5. Well, I suppose men can make all the laws they like," he said, "but God made hope. The stars willna burn out." He turned and, cupping my chin, kissed me gently. "And nor will we.

Diana Gabaldon

#6. I loved Frank ... I loved him alot. But by that time, Jamie was my heart and the breath of my body. I couldn't leave him. I couldn't.

Diana Gabaldon

#7. Claire's hands moved when she talked, rising long and white in the air, as though she would catch the future between them and give it shape, would hand Jamie her thoughts as she spoke them, smooth and polished objects, bits of sculptured air.

Diana Gabaldon

#8. Claire. The name knifed across his heart with a pain that was more racking than anything his body had ever been called on to withstand.

Diana Gabaldon

#9. And when my body shall cease, my soul will still be yours, Claire--- I swear by my hope of heaven, I will not be parted from you. --Jamie

Diana Gabaldon

#10. He pressed me firmly to him, and I could feel that he was more than ready to get on with the business at hand. With some surprise, I realized that I was ready too. In fact, whether it was the result of the late hour, the wine, his own attractiveness, or simple deprivation, I wanted him quite badly.

Diana Gabaldon

#11. I regarded him gently over my own bowl of stew. He was very large, solid, and beautifully formed. And if he was a bit battered by circumstance, that merely added to his charm.
"You're a very hard person to kill, I think," I said. "That's a great comfort to me.

Diana Gabaldon

#12. For the moment, everything had disappeared: the church, the battle, the screams and shouts and the rumble of limber wheels along the rutted road through Freehold. There wasn't anything but her and him, and he opened his eyes to look on her face, to fix it in his mind forever.

Diana Gabaldon

#13. And what's wrong wi' the way ye smell?' he said heatedly. 'At least ye smelt like a woman, not a damn flower garden. What d'ye think I am, a man or a bumblebee? Would ye wash yourself, Sassenach, so I can get within less than ten feet of ye?

Diana Gabaldon

#14. For so many years, for so long, I have been so many things, so many different men. But here," he said, so softly I could barely hear him, "here in the dark, with you ... I have no name.

Diana Gabaldon

#15. If I were marooned here till it suited my overbearing, domineering, pig-headed jackass of a husband to finish risking his stupid neck, I'd use the time to see what I could spot.

Diana Gabaldon

#16. You'd forgive me for Claire - but not for killing your ... men. He glanced at the two Craddocks, spotty as a pair of raisin puddings and - Grey's look implied - likely no brighter.

Diana Gabaldon

#17. I didn't say you shouldn't worry, do you think I don't worry? But no, you probably can't do anything about me.' 'Well, maybe no, Sassenach, and maybe so. But I've lived a long enough time now to think it maybe doesna matter so much
so long as I can love you.' -Claire & Jamie Fraser

Diana Gabaldon

#18. That's not precisely what I had in mind.
Jamie, I had found out by accident a few days previously, had never mastered the art of winking one eye. Instead, he blinked solemnly, like a large red owl.

Diana Gabaldon

#19. Do you really think we'll ever
"
"I do," he said with certainty, not letting me finish. He leaned over and kissed my forehead. "I know it, Sassenach, and so do you. You were meant to be a mother, and I surely dinna intend to let anyone else father your children.

Diana Gabaldon

#20. 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.

Diana Gabaldon

#21. Where did you learn to kiss like that?" I said, a little breathless. He grinned and pulled me close again.
"I said I was a virgin, not a monk," he said, kissing me again. "If I find I need guidance, I'll ask.

Diana Gabaldon