Not for the first time, I reflected that intimacy and romance are not synonymous. — 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
I stood still, vision blurring, and in that moment, I heard my heart break. It was a small, clean sound, like the… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
If you call it a romance, it will never be reviewed by the 'New York Times' or any other respectable literary venue.… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
Oh, aye, Sassenach. I am your master . . . and you're mine. Seems I canna possess your soul without losing my own. — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
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
It wasn't a thing I had consciously missed, but having it now reminded me of the joy of it; that drowsy intimacy… — 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
I didn't want to tell the story of what makes two people come together, although that's a theme of great power and… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“No. Ye loved him. I canna hold it against either of you that ye mourn him. And it gives me some comfort… — 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
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
“Why?" I shrieked, hitting him again and again, and again, the sound of the blows thudding against his chest. "Why, why why!".… — 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
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
