“But here,” he said, so softly I could barely hear him, “here in the dark, with you … I have no name.” — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“Ye need not be scairt of me," he said softly. "Nor anyone here, so long as I'm with ye." - Jaime” — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
Ye werena the first lass I kissed," he said softly. "But I swear you'll be the last. — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“Is it true—that I won’t forget?” He paused for a moment, hand on her hair. “Aye, that’s true,” he said softly. “But… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
For so many years, for so long, I have been so many things, so many different men. But here," he said, so… — 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
“A man should pay tribute to your body," he said softly... "For you are beautiful, and that is your right.” — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“Ye werena the first lass I kissed,” he said softly. “But I swear you’ll be the last.” And he bent his head… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“Twenty-four years ago today, I married ye, Sassenach,’ he said softly. ‘I hope ye willna have cause yet to regret it.’ The” — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“I have loved others, and I do love many, Sassenach—but you alone hold all my heart, whole in your hands,” he said… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“If ye were no longer there—or somewhere—” he said very softly, “then the sun would no longer come up or go down.”… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
Do you know,' he said again softly, addressing his hands, 'what it is to love someone, and never - never! - be… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“It's my fault," I said softly. I touched his face, the thick brows, wide mouth, and the sprouting stubble along the clean,long… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“Ye gave me a child, mo nighean donn," he said softly, into the cloud of my hair. "We are together for always.… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
I always thought it would be a simple matter to lie wi' a woman, he said softly. And yet... I want to… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“For so many years," he said, "for so long, I have been so many things, so many different men."... "But here," he… — 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
Only you," he said, so softly I could barely hear him. "To worship ye with my body, give ye all the service… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“But how shall I tell you all these things," he said, the line of his mouth twisting. "And then say to you… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“I'm honest enough to say that I dinna care what the right and wrong of it may be, so long as you're… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“His hand rested on my hair, and without knowing quite how it happened, I found myself curled against him, my head just… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“You carry me with ye, Claire, and ye canna leave me now, no matter what happens. You are mine, always, if ye… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“Jaime," I said softly, "are you happy about it? About the baby?" Outlawed in Scotland, barred from his own home, and with… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“I’m honest enough to say that I dinna care what the right and wrong of it may be, so long as you… — 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 thought the force of my wanting must wake ye, surely. And then ye did come. . ." He stopped, looking at… — 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
