It's a good country for myths. Things seem to take root here. — Diana Gabaldon Country Copy Share Image
Your face is my heart Sassenach, and the love of you is my soul — Diana Gabaldon Faces Copy Share Image
“Go to bed, Tom," he managed to say. "Don't wake me in the morning. I plan to be dead.” — Diana Gabaldon Morning Copy Share Image
I wouldna cross the road to see a scrawny woman if she was stark naked and dripping wet. ~Jamie Fraser — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“Wengeful,” she said. “Wery wengeful, ‘e is. But oo’d blame him?” Oo, indeed? (A Fugitive Green)” — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“Money might not buy happiness, I reflected, but it was a useful commodity, nonetheless.” — Diana Gabaldon Happiness Copy Share Image
“Well, let them look, he thought, quelling the urge. It only matters if she’s looking back, aye? He” — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
I know why the Jews and Muslims have nine hundred names for God; one small word is not enough for love. — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“People disappear all the time. Ask any policeman. Better yet, ask a journalist. Disappearances are bread-and-butter to journalists.” — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“At the best of times, Father Bain's face resembled a clenched fist.” — Diana Gabaldon Father Copy Share Image
One dictum I had learned on the battlefields of France in a far distant war: You cannot save the world, but you… — Diana Gabaldon Claire fraser Copy Share Image
“The bravest are surely those who have the clearest vision of what is before them, glory and danger alike, and yet notwithstanding,… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“But I talk to you as I talk to my own soul," he said, turning me to face him. He reached up… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“Once a man has lived under arms, I suspect he is marked for life.In fact I have heard it remarked that old… — Diana Gabaldon Life Copy Share Image
There are always people screeching and upset that I did this or didn't do that. Basically, they're upset that I didn't rewrite… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“A man who had never spoken love to me, who had never needed to, for I knew he loved me, as surely… — Diana Gabaldon Love Copy Share Image
“Flies round a honeypot would be nothin’ to it, lad! Penniless and nameless as ye are now, the lasses still sigh after… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“He wanted to laugh; the vision of her pounding that wee boy in a fury of berserk rage, hair flying in the… — Diana Gabaldon Berserk Copy Share Image
“My marriage to Jamie had been for me like the turning of a great key, each small turn setting in the intricate… — Diana Gabaldon Marriage Copy Share Image
“You may,” Tom Byrd corrected, entering with his hands full of grooming implements, “once I’ve put his lordship’s hair to rights.” He… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“I was sorry that I'd told him, but I had no defenses anymore. I could not lie, even for the best of… — Diana Gabaldon Desperate love Copy Share Image
“Let me tell ye in your sleep how much I love you. For there’s no so much I can be saying to… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
At last I took one big, callused hand and slid forward so I knelt on the boards between his knees. I laid… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“All right," I said, waving the cup away and dabbing moisture very carefully from my lips. "I'm fine." I breathed shallowly, feeling… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
I'm afraid that my wife picked up a number of colorful expressions from the Yanks and such, Frank offered, with a nervous… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“Ye can at least promise me the victory,” he said, but his voice held the whisper of a question. “Yes,” I said,… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
