My father liked me, when I wasna being an idiot. And he loved me, too -- enough to beat the daylights out… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
Why, what's the matter wi' the poor child?" she demanded of Jamie. "Has she had an accident o' some sort?" "No, it's… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“Well, the Church does teach that self-abuse is a sin, but my father said he thought that if it came to a… — 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
That's for calling your father a fool. It may be true, but it's disrespectful. Brian Fraser to teenage Jamie — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
I thought I could make out Jamie's Highland screech, but that was likely imagination; they all sounded equally demented. — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
That's not precisely what I had in mind." Jamie, I had found out by accident a few days previously, had never mastered… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
So remember it, lad. If your head thinks up mischief, your backside's going to pay for it. Brian Fraser to young Jamie — 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
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
Do ye dare to draw arms against the justice of God?" snapped the tubby little judge. Jamie drew the sword completely, with… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
Deftly whipping a small tuning fork from his pocket, he struck it smartly against a pillar and held it next to Jamie's… — 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 had kissed my share of men, particularly during the war years, when flirtation and instant romance were the light-minded companions of… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
Jamie," I said, "how, exactly, do you decide whether you're drunk?" Aroused by my voice, he swayed alarmingly to one side, but… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
I wept bitterly, surrendering momentarily to my fear and heartbroken confusion, but slowly I began to quiet a bit, as Jamie stroked… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“How shall I tell ye what it is, to feel the need of a place?" he said softly. "The need of snow… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
That's what marriage is good for; it makes a sacrament out of things ye'd otherwise have to confess. Jamie Fraser — 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,… — 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
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
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
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
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
“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
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
“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
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
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
When you're an artist, you can't write with the intent of affecting anyone. — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share
“But a man is not forgotten, as long as there are two people left under the sky. One, to tell the story; the other,… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share
“I didn’t answer, occupied in dissolving the penicillin tablets in the vial of sterile water. I selected a glass barrel, fitted a needle, and… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share
