Quotes About Commitment

I didn't say you shouldn't worry, do you think I don't worry? But no, you probably can't do anything about me.' 'Well, maybe no, Sassenach, and maybe so. But I've lived a long enough time now to think it maybe doesna matter so much-- so long as I can love you.' -Claire & Jamie Fraser

Ye're mine, Sassenach. And I would do anything I thought I must to make that clear.

So long as my body lives, and yours -- we are one flesh, he whispered, And when my body shall cease, my soul will still be yours. Claire -- I swear by my hope of heaven, I will not be parted from you.

still I dinna expect anything to happen to me. But if it should...If it does, then I want there to be a place for you; I want someone for you to go to if I am...not there to care for you. If it canna be me, then I would have it be a man who loves you.

Do ye want me? he whispered. Sassenach, will ye take me--and risk the man that I am, for the sake of the man ye knew? I felt a great wave of relief, mingled with fear. It ran from his hand on my shoulder to the tips of my toes, weakening my joints. It's a lot too late to ask that, I said.... Because I already risked everything I had. But whoever you are now Jamie Fraser--yes. Yes, I do want you.

You aren't doing it for the sake of ideals, are you? Not for the sake of...liberty. Freedom, self determination, all that.' He shook his head. 'No,' he said softly. 'Why, then? I asked, more gently. 'For you,' he said without hesitation. '...For my family. For the future. And if that is not an ideal, I've never heard of one.

Oh, aye, Sassenach," he answered a bit ruefully. "I am your master … and you're mine. Seems I canna possess your soul without losing my own.

I want him." I had not said that to Jamie at our marriage; I had not wanted him, then. But I had said it since, three times; in two moments of choice at Craigh na Dun, and once again at Lallybroch. I want him." I wanted him still, and nothing whatever could stand between us.

I loved Frank...I loved him alot. But by that time, Jamie was my heart and the breath of my body. I couldn't leave him. I couldn't.

marriage is made not in ritual or in words but in the living of it.

It wasn't the risk, I said, flicking my toes at a big black-and-white splotched carp. Or not entirely. It was—well, it was partly fear, but mostly it was that I—I couldn't leave Jamie. I shrugged helplessly. I—simply couldn't.

It was a leap of faith—to throw one's heart across a gulf, and trust another to catch it.

And found myself lying with my head in Jamie's lap. And heard him saying softly, to himself or to me, "For your sake, I will continue—though for mine alone Ã¢â'¬Â¦ I would not.

A good marriage is one of the most precious gifts from God

I chose my way when I wed ye, though I kent it not at the time. But I chose, and cannot now turn back, even if I would.' 'Would you?' I looked into his eyes as I asked, and read the answer there. He shook his head. 'Would you? For you have chosen, as much as I.

These were people like that. The ones that cared so terribly much - enough to risk everything, enough to change and do things. Most people aren't like that, you know. It isn't that they don't care, but they don't care so greatly.

When you kissed me like that well maybe you weren't so sorry to be marrying me after all.

We will marry each other.

There were still choices to be made, decisions to reach, actions to take. Many of them. But in one...single declaration of intent, we stepped across the threshold of war.

You are mine," it had said. "Mine! And I will not let you go.

Never," he said, more softly. "For you are mine. My wife, my heart, my soul.

I'm honest enough to say that I dinna care what the right and wrong of it may be, so long as you are here wi' me, Claire," he said softly. "If it was a sin for you to choose me Ã¢â'¬Â¦ then I would go to the Devil himself and bless him for tempting ye to it." He lifted my foot and gently kissed the tip of my big

We are bound,you and I, and nothing on this earth shall part me from you.One large hand rose to stroke my hair. D'ye mind the blood vow that I swore ye when we wed? Yes,I think so.'Blood of my blood,bone of my bone...' I give ye my body, that we may be one, he finished. Aye, and I have kept that vow, Sassenach,and so have you. He turned me slightly, and one hand cupped itself gently over the tiny swell of my stomach.

Twenty-four years ago today, I married ye, Sassenach," he said softly. "I hope ye willna have cause yet to regret it.