“For my sake,” he said firmly, addressing the air in front of him as though it were a tribunal, “I dinna want… — Diana Gabaldon Adoption Copy Share Image
“It's my fault," I said softly. I touched his face, the thick brows, wide mouth, and the sprouting stubble along the clean,long… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“A child was a temptation of the flesh, as well as of the spirit; I knew the bliss of that unbounded oneness,… — Diana Gabaldon Children Copy Share Image
“I would.” He kissed the top of my head. “I saw Ian’s face; it was like his own flesh was being torn,… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
Sassenach, I've been stabbed, bitten, slapped, and whipped since supper - which I didna get to finish. I dinna like to scare… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“as the door—we could not persuade her to enter the room again—and identify it as the cause of her distress.” “I see,”… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“I suppose ye might give him a wee dram that would keep him quiet so ye could tell them he was gone.… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
When I asked my da how ye knew which was the right woman, he told me when the time came, I'd have… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“Is thee afraid of me, Rachel?" he whispered. "I am," she whispered back, and closed her hand on his wounded shoulder, lightly… — Diana Gabaldon Fear Copy Share Image
“One had known the care of other men from his earliest years, a part of the duty of his birthright; the other… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“He meant it, but he bent his head to hers and took her mouth, so short of breath he must have hers,… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“Thou goest home this night to thy home of winter, To thy home of autumn, of spring, and of summer; Thou goest… — Diana Gabaldon Sleep Copy Share Image
“There was another reason. The main one.” “Reason?” I said stupidly. "Why I married you.” "Which was?” I don’t know what I… — Diana Gabaldon Life Copy Share Image
“You’re mine, mo duinne,” he said softly, pressing himself into my depths. “Mine alone, now and forever. Mine, whether ye will it… — Diana Gabaldon Revenge Copy Share Image
But we are here, all of us. And we're here because I love you, more than the life that was mine. Because… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“But I remember talking with Mr. Garrick once in London, and his reference to the playwright as a little god who directs… — Diana Gabaldon True nature Copy Share Image
“You first." "No, you." "Why?" "I'm afraid." "Of what, my Sassenach?" The darkness was rolling in over the fields, filling the land… — Diana Gabaldon Crescent moon Copy Share Image
…but Sassenach—I am the true home of your heart, and I know that.” He lifted my hands to his mouth and kissed… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
When I turned 35, I thought, 'Mozart was dead at 36, so I set the bar: I'm going to start writing a… — Diana Gabaldon Birthday Copy Share Image
“You’ve not been sleeping proper,” Byrd said accusingly. “I can tell. You’ve been a-wallowing on your pillow; your hair’s a right rat’s… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“A strange thought occurs to me. There is of course no point of similarity between yourself and Stapleton in terms of circumstance… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“People are gregarious by necessity. Since the days of the first cave dwellers, humans -- hairless, weak, and helpless save for cunning… — Diana Gabaldon Joining together Copy Share Image
“But some memories he seized, no matter how painful they were. The feel of his da’s hands, hard on his arms, holding… — Diana Gabaldon Memories Copy Share Image
“Yes. Just now, I was actually trying to rank 'I love you, I like you, I worship you, I have to have… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“It was…hard. I didna call out, or let them see I was scairt, but I couldna keep my feet. Halfway through it,… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“Hal swore in German behind him. He must have reached the part about the rifles; German oaths were reserved for the most… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“My own heartbeat was slowing under my hand, under the deep rose silk, the color of a baby’s sleep-flushed cheek. When you… — Diana Gabaldon Baby Copy Share Image
Part of my purpose in my books has been to tell the complete story of a relationship and a marriage, not just… — Diana Gabaldon Books Copy Share Image
“For so many years," he said, "for so long, I have been so many things, so many different men."... "But here," he… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“IN THE LIGHT OF eternity, time casts no shadow. Your old men shall dream dreams, your young men shall see visions. But… — Diana Gabaldon Dreams Copy Share Image
“I married a lady and she became a whore. I cannot complain if it should be the other way about this time.”… — Diana Gabaldon Time Copy Share Image
“But from the very start, there is that small streak of steel within each child. That thing that says “I am,” and… — Diana Gabaldon Adolescence Copy Share Image
“If you knew they were really balls of flaming gas, you could imagine them as van Gogh saw them, without difficulty … and… — Diana Gabaldon Talking to god Copy Share Image
“And sometimes," I whispered to him, "I wish it could be you inside me. That I could take you into me and… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“I have noticed,” she said slowly, “that time does not really exist for mothers, with regard to their children. It does not… — Diana Gabaldon Blink of an eye Copy Share Image
“I've thought that perhaps that's why women are so often sad, once the child's born," she said meditatively, as though thinking aloud.… — Diana Gabaldon Children Copy Share Image
“I will have papers. And whether it is one George or the other who rules in time - this land will be… — Diana Gabaldon Men Copy Share Image
I do know it, my own. Let me tell ye in your sleep how much I love you. For there's no so… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“Well, my mother told me I’d be some lassie’s choice one fine day.” He reached down a hand and helped me up.… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“We are bound, you and I, and nothing on this earth shall part me from you."One large hand rose to stroke my… — Diana Gabaldon Nature Copy Share Image
