“Your son is a drunkard,” she informed him. Then she caught a whiff of Roger’s breath. “Following in his father’s footsteps, I… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“But he found the wall of prayer a barricade between himself and the wicked sly thoughts and, closing his eyes briefly, felt… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
Roger speaking to Brianna: It's too important. You don't forget having a dad." You do remember your father?" No. I remember yours. — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“Your mother said that Fraser sent her back to me, knowing that I would protect her--and you. ... And like him, perhaps… — 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 Copy Share Image
“Filial respect caused Grey to hesitate in passing ex post facto opinions on his mother's judgment, but after half an hour in… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“What sort of mother talks about whores on her deathbed? Your mother wouldn’t do that, would she?" "I have no idea,” Grey… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“He didn’t look a lot like his father, save when he wanted something badly. She pulled herself up a bit, shaking her… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“The impulse to touch a sleeping child never fades, no matter that the child is a good deal larger than her mother,… — 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
“A child was a temptation of the flesh, as well as of the spirit; I knew the bliss of that unbounded oneness,… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
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
“At the best of times, Father Bain's face resembled a clenched fist.” — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
My mother taught me to read in part by reading me Walt Disney comics, and I never stopped. — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“There is nothing more delightful in life than a feather bed and an open fire—except a feather bed with a warm and… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“Babies are soft. Anyone looking at them can see the tender, fragile skin and know it for the rose-leaf softness that invites… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
Do you really think we'll ever--" "I do," he said with certainty, not letting me finish. He leaned over and kissed my… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“Ian, man, I didna tell ye because I didna wish to lose you too. My brother was gone, and my father. I… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“Soeur Emmanuelle?” she said very softly, and gently, slowly, laid her hands on her mother’s shoulders, fragile under the white cloth. She… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“I've never been afraid of ghosts. I live with them daily, after all. When I look in a mirror, my mother's eyes… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“One of the happiest days of my life was when my mother wrote a note to the public librarians saying 'Let her… — 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
Time does not really exist for mothers, with regard to their children. It does not matter greatly how old the child is-in… — 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
“He was overcome with a sudden sense of premonition, though he did not believe in premonition. He felt things in motion around… — 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
