"YOU ARE MY BABY, AND ALWAYS WILL BE. YOU WON'T KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS UNTIL YOU HAVE A CHILD OF YOUR OWN, BUT I TELL YOU NOW, ANYWAY-YOU'LL ALWAYS BE AS MUCH A PART OF ME AS WHEN YOU SHARED MY BODY AND I FELT YOU MOVE INSIDE. ALWAYS.
I can look at you, asleep, and think of all the nights I tucked you in, coming in the dark to listen to your breathing, lay my hand on you and feel your chest rise and fall, knowing that no matter what happens, everything is right with the world because you are alive. All the names I've called you through the years-my chick, my pumpkin, precious dove, darling, sweetheart,dinky,smudge...I know why the Jews and Muslims have nine hundred names for God; one small word is not enough for love."
-Diana Gabaldon (Voyager)