I Work Late At Night. I'm Awake

I Was Crying For Joy, My Sassenach,' He Said Softly. He Reached Out Slowly And Took My Face Between His Hands. "and Thanking God That I Have Two Hands. That I Have Two Hands To Hold You With. To Serve You With, To Love You With. Thanking God That I Am A Whole Man Still, Because Of You.

Overall, The Library Held A Hushed Exultation, As Though The Cherished Volumes Were All Singing Soundlessly Within Their Covers.

Harmless As A Setting Dove," He Agreed. "i'm Too Hungry To Be A Threat To Anything But Breakfast. Let A Stray Bannock Come Within Reach, Though, And I'll No Answer For The Consequences.

Home Is The Place Where They Have To Take You In

We Have Nothing Now Between Us, Save - Respect, Perhaps. And I Think That Respect Has Maybe Room For Secrets, But Not For Lies.