Conflict And Character Are The Heart Of

One Dictum I Had Learned On The Battlefields Of France In A Far Distant War: You Cannot Save The World, But You Might Save The Man In Front Of You, If You Work Fast Enough.

When You Hold A Child To Your Breast To Nurse, The Curve Of The Little Head Echoes Exactly The Curve Of The Breast It Suckles, As Though This New Person Truly Mirrors The Flesh From Which It Sprang.

He Leaned Close, Rubbing His Bearded Cheek Against My Ear. 'and How About A Sweet Kiss, Now, For The Brave Lads Of The Clan Mackenzie? Tulach Ard!' Erin Go Bragh,' I Said Rudely, And Pushed With All My Strength.

I Wouldna Cross The Road To See A Scrawny Woman If She Was Stark Naked And Dripping Wet. ~jamie Fraser

Time Does Not Really Exist For Mothers, With Regard To Their Children. It Does Not Matter Greatly How Old The Child Is-in The Blink Of An Eye, A Mother Can See The Child Again As They Were When They Were Born, When They Learned How To Walk, As They Were At Any Age-at Any Time, Even When The Child Is Fully Grown Or A Parent Themselves.