You're Tearin' My Guts Out, Claire.

It Has Always Been Forever, For Me, Sassenach

You Could Tell From The Books Whether A Library Was Meant For Show Or Not. Books That Were Used Had An Open, Interested Feel To Them, Even If Closed And Neatly Lined Up On A Shelf In Strict Order With Their Fellows. You Felt As Though The Book Took As Much Interest In You As You Did In It And Was Willing To Help When You Reached For It.

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.

She Sounded As Though Love Were An Unfortunate But Unavoidable Condition.

A General Cry Of "what Book? What Book? Let Us See This Famous Book!