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If I die, he whispered in the dark, dinna follow me. The bairns will need ye. Stay for them. I can wait.

Diana Gabaldon

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Diana Gabaldon
Age: 72
Born: 1952
Born: January 11
Author
Novelist
Science Fiction Writer
Writer
Williams
Arizona
Diana J. Gabaldon Perez
Needs
Whispered
Wait
Follow
Stay
Waiting
Dark
Dies
Need
Outlander

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If it was a sin for you to choose me . . . then I would go to the Devil himself and bless him for tempting ye to it.
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Men would eat horse droppings, if ye served them wi' butter.
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I'll scream! Likely. If not before, certainly during. I expect they'll hear ye at the next farm you've got good lungs.
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The most irritating thing about cliches, I decided, was how frequently they were true.
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