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
If I die before I say 'I love you' it's because I didn't have the time. — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“What is it, love?" I whispered. "Jamie, I do love you." "I know it," he said quietly. "I do know it, my… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
A hedgehog? And just how does a hedgehog make love?" he demanded. No, I thought. I won't. I will not. But I… — 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 Copy Share Image
When the day shall come that we do part," he said softly, and turned to look at me, "if my last words… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
Sassenach." He had called me that from the first; the Gaelic word for outlander, a stranger. An Englishman. First in jest, then… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“I cried then, holding nothing back. For empty years, yearning for the touch of a hand. Hollow years, lying beside a man… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
For months, people have been asking my views about the Scottish independence referendum, and I've been saying, 'It's not my country; I… — 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 Copy Share Image
“Help us, O Lord, to remember how often men do wrong through want of thought, rather than from lack of love; and… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“I kissed his cheek, damp and salty. I could feel his heart beating against my ribs, and wanted nothing more than to… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“You cannot compel love," he said finally, "nor summon it at will. Still less," he added ruefully, "can you dismiss it.” — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“For the moment, everything had disappeared: the church, the battle, the screams and shouts and the rumble of limber wheels along the… — 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 Copy Share Image
“My own eyes went to Jamie, who had come to join Fergus and Ian by the sideboard. Still here, thank God. Tall… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“We thought you were dead, you bloody arsehole!” he said, furious. “Both of us! Dead! And we—we—took too much to drink one… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
I have no objection to well-written romance, but I'd read enough of it to know that that's not what I had written.… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
And if Time is anything akin to God, I suppose that Memory must be the Devil. — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“That dog is a wolf, is he not?' 'Aye, well, mostly.' A small flash of hazel told him not to quibble. 'And… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“Love for a child cannot be free; from the first signs of movement in the womb, a devotion springs up as powerful… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“I want to take ye to bed. In my bed. And I mean to spend the rest of the day thinking what… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“And was there love there? Beyond the limits of flesh and time, was all love possible? Was it necessary? The voice of… — 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
