Quotes From "Defiant" By Pamela Clare

Och, Sarah, how shall I call augh’ beautiful again unless it be the sight of you? Pamela Clare

[Connor, prepared to sacrifice himself to save Sarah]God, I pray, give me the strength to live the next hour well. Pamela Clare

I've bled for you. I've killed for you. I've held you in my arms and done my best to make love to you. I'd give my life to protect you. Now I sit beside you, askin' you to trust me. Pamela Clare

Though this marriage is a sham, what we share tonight will be real, my lady. I said I'd treat you wi' the same respect I'd show my own true bride, and I meant it. I'd no' be able to call myself a Scotsman if I let you walk across this threshold. Pamela Clare

_I_ boil it." Joseph entered last, closing the door behind them. "Last time, you burnt it." Connor glared at Joseph. "We were attacked! What would you have me tell the Abenaki? 'I cannae fight just now. I'm makin' candy. Would you like a wee taste? Pamela Clare

I do not know her as you do, but I have shared each step of this journey with her, watched her fight for her life, and held her each night while she slept. I cannot help but care for her." And suddenly Connor was glad Joseph had chosen to sleep in the loft. Pamela Clare

Making love with you is even more wonderful than making music." He drew her closer. "Och, Sarah, you _are_ my music. Pamela Clare

[Iain, addressing the Rangers at the end of the French & Indian war]" Never has the world see a war as this one, but you turned the tide of it, spillin' your blood to keep frontier families safe. Years from now, people will remember the Rangers, the sacrifices you made, the battles you fought, the victories you won. I pray that peace will follow you all your days. Pamela Clare

[Connor to Major Wentworth, grandson of King George]"My fathers were lairds in the Highlands when yours were still farmin' kale back in Germany! Pamela Clare

Before the war, a white man named Jonathan Edwards came to Stockbridge to teach my people about sin, but I doubt very much he could see sin in this. You defended yourself against a man who would otherwise have killed you and your friends. Perhaps you feel no regret because your spirit knows you did what was right. Pamela Clare

Though his countenance was solemn, there was a glint of amusement in his eyes. "Major MacKinnon, won't you join us?"" But, my lord, he is clad in outlawed rebel attire. The Dress Act expressly forbids--"" I am not blind, Colonel, and I am familiar with our laws." Sarah fought back a smile. Colonel Haviland lowered his voice, leaned toward Uncle William. "He was invited to pay respects to your niece, my lord, and he has the gall to--"" I _am_ payin' my respects to the lass! " Connor's deep voice filled the room, cutting Colonel Haviland off altogether. Pamela Clare

Killy arched an eyebrow in disbelief. "Don't be thinkin' you can deceive this old man. I've been makin' a fool of myself over women since before you were born. Pamela Clare

Shocked at this rebuke, Sarah took a step backward. “But I…I am the daughter of a marquess. I cannot marry either–”“ You are new here, so I will explain. In this land, nobility comes not from one’s fathers or a title or from the land one owns, but from one’s actions.” His voice was hard-edged, and his words seemed harsh to her. “The MacKinnon brothers are the highest nobility to those who live on the frontier–true warriors, men who know how to fight and survive, men who put the lives of others before their own. Your family’s wealth, your title, your virtue–they mean nothing out here. They won’t fill your belly, and they won’t keep you alive. What matters most right now is your survival. Pamela Clare

You are new here, so I will explain. In this land, nobility comes not from one’s fathers or a title or from the land one owns, but from one’s actions.” His voice was hard-edged, and his words seemed harsh to her. “The MacKinnon brothers are the highest nobility to those who live on the frontier–true warriors, men who know how to fight and survive, men who put the lives of others before their own. Your family’s wealth, your title, your virtue–they mean nothing out here. They won’t fill your belly, and they won’t keep you alive. What matters most right now is your survival. (Joseph to Lady Sarah). Pamela Clare