“My scorn and contempt,' said Laurent, 'are not in need of your leniency. Lord Touars, you face me in my own kingdom, you inhabit my lands, and you breathe at my pleasure. Make your own choice.”
“My advice is, do not try to inhabit another's soul. You have your own.”
“I have to live and make my own choices, my own mistakes. You have to let me be me, even if i suck at it sometimes." - Adria”
“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.”
“Maybe you should mind your own business.''You are my business. My job. You are what I do.' I whipped around to face him. 'Well if I'm your job, your fired. You creep me out.”
“Breathes there the man with soul so dead, Who never to himself hath said, This is my own, my native land.”