"Because I wanted you." He turned from the window to face me. "More than I ever wanted anything in my life," he added softly. “When I ask my Da how ye know which was the right woman, he told me when the time came, I’d have no doubt. And I didn’t. When I woke in the dark under that tree on the road to Leoch, with you sitting on my chest, cursing me for bleeding to death, I said to myself, ‘Jamie Fraser, for all ye canna see what she looks like, and for all she weighs as much as a good draft horse, this is the woman.’”

(…)

"Ye know," he observed, letting go at last, "you’ve never said it."
"Neither have you."
"I have. The day after we came. I said I wanted you more than anything."
"And I said that loving and wanting weren’t necessarily the same thing," I countered.
He laughed. "Perhaps you’re right, Sassenach."
He smoothed the hair from my face and kissed my brow. "I wanted ye from the first time I saw ye, but I loved ye when you wept in my arms and let me comfort you, that first time at Leoch." 

(Source: lacooletchic)

the virgin suicides (1999)

"when she jumped, she probably thought she could fly."

(Source: kirstendusnt)

The woman who follows the crowd will usually go no further than the crowd. The woman who walks alone is likely to find herself in places no one has ever been before.
Happiness is good health and a bad memory.

(Source: icivl)

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