Blood of my Blood," he whispered, "and bone of my bone. You carry me within ye, Claire, and ye canna leave me… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
I thought the force of my wanting must wake ye, surely. And then ye did come. . ." He stopped, looking at… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“I regarded him gently over my own bowl of stew. He was very large, solid, and beautifully formed. And if he was… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“I drew a deep breath, trying to think of something to say, then pulled a handkerchief from my pocket and gave it… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
Do ye not understand?"he said, in near desparation. "I would lay the world at your feet, Claire-and I have nothing to give… — Diana Gabaldon 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
Then kiss me, Claire," he whispered, "And know that you are more to me than life, and I have no regret. — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
And when my body shall cease, my soul will still be yours, Claire? I swear by my hope of heaven, I will… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
So long as my body lives, and yours -- we are one flesh," he whispered, "And when my body shall cease, my… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
I didn't say you shouldn't worry, do you think I don't worry? But no, you probably can't do anything about me.' 'Well,… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
you might not be the first person l kissed, but you will be the last' Jamie to Claire in Outlander (not word… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
I meant it, Claire,' he said quietly. 'My life is yours. And it's yours to decide what we shall do, where we… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
Alright, all right," I said. "What if I tell you a story, instead?" Highlanders loved stories, and Jamie was no exception. "Oh, aye, "… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
There were moments, of course. Those small spaces in time, too soon gone, when everything seems to stand still, and existence is balanced on… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
If it was a sin for you to choose me . . . then I would go to the Devil himself and bless him… — 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 book on… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
I stagger out of bed, take the dogs outside, and then I'll get a Diet Coke and a couple of dog biscuits and go… — 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, I fell… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
I discovered that, given the indescribable nature of what I write, the only way to sell it is to give people free samples. — 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 hair. "D'ye mind… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
I think characters are going to be, if not a reflection of the author, at least some refraction of some part of their personality. — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
My husband asked me once why I read so many mysteries, and part of it is just intellectual, part of it is the joy… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“My Da says you’re never drunk, so long as ye can hold on to the floor.” — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
