“Colm sighed...-She's quite beautiful. Like a fairy and a goddess all wrapped into one.-How very... poetic of you....He felt a sharp tug in the vicinity of his heart.-And most accurateHe addedColm & Graham”

“Gabrielle turned to Colm. “These men will be of interest to you.” Colm looked them over. “Why is that?” he asked. With her back to the infidels, she whispered, “They like to dig holes.”

“Another sigh came from the window-- quite a resigned sigh. 'She's life and hope and happiness, my whole world now.' He felt the quiver of a tear on his eyelid.”

“You are cold, while you yourself fan flames. By all means wrap yourself in your despotic furs, there is no one to whom they are more appropriate, cruel goddess of love and of beauty”

“Without warning, he felt a familiar tug. Eilidh. If the intensity of the sensation was anything to go by, she was coming back and moving quickly. He had no way of knowing how long she would take, but it made his heart lighter to know he would see her soon.”

“Anne laughed and sighed. She felt very old and mature and wise — which showed how young she was.”