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You are my courage, as I am your conscience, he whispered. You are my heart---and I your compassion. We are neither of us whole, alone. Do ye not know that, Sassenach?

Diana Gabaldon

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Diana Gabaldon
Age: 72
Born: 1952
Born: January 11
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Novelist
Science Fiction Writer
Writer
Williams
Arizona
Diana J. Gabaldon Perez
Whispered
Conscience
Neither
Compassion
Courage
Alone
Whole
Heart
Sassenach

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