"'We were we three years and I wanted ye as much on the last day as the first...' He added softly thinking as I was of the last time we had made love before he sent me through the stones." (54)

"What had happened the year before was in no way Roger's fault, but he was inextricably wrapped up in it...Uncle Joe knew the truth of her paternity, too, but only Roger could truly understand what had happened; only Roger could hear the stones too." (62)

"Yes, I am a pardoned Jacobite. And aye, I have sworn the oath—like the others who paid that price for their lives." (115)

"...In my mind was the sight of the granite gravestone in a Scottish kirkyard, on a hill high above the moors and sea. JAMES ALEXANDER MALCOLM MACKENZIE FRASER, it read, and below that my own name was carved-Beloved...