“In older, more primitive times (like these? asked another part of my mind), it was an act of trust to sleep in… — 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
“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
He touched the rough crucifix that lay against his chest and whispered to the moving air, "Lord, that she might be safe,… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“I married a lady and she became a whore. I cannot complain if it should be the other way about this time.”… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“Sorcha,” he whispered, and realized that he had called her so a moment before. Now, that was odd; no wonder she had… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“Don't move, Sassenach," Jamie's voice came softly, next to me. "Just for a moment, mo duinne--be still." I obligingly froze, until he… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“That's how ye do it,' his brother Ian had told him... 'Ye find a way to live for that one more minute.… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“Claire’s hands moved when she talked, rising long and white in the air, as though she would catch the future between them… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
There are lines of geomagnetic force running through the Earth's crust, and most of the time, these run in opposing directions -… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“I want him.” I had not said that to Jamie at our marriage; I had not wanted him, then. But I had… — 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… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
The past is gone-the future is not come. And we are here together, you and I. — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
Not for the first time, I reflected that intimacy and romance are not synonymous. — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“The mountains had their own time, and a wise man did not try to hurry them.” — 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
“It was in a way a comforting idea; if there was all the time in the world, then the happenings of a… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
As usual, the note occupied less than a page and included neither salutation nor closing, Uncle Hal's opinion being that since the… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“I’m not sure that religion was constructed with time travelers in mind.” Buck’s brows rose at that. “Constructed?” he echoed, surprised. “Who… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
Partly because of the way I write - I don't work with an outline or in a straight line. I work where… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“They’re only Scotch pearls,” he said, apologetically, “but they look bonny on you.” His fingers lingered a moment on my neck. “Those… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
But just then, for that fraction of time, it seems as though all things are possible. You can look across the limitations… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
Time is a lot of the things people say that God is. There's always preexisting, and having no end. There's the notion… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“He felt me wake, and drew me close, as though to preserve a moment longer the union we had reached in those… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“Where d'ye think he is now?" Jenny said suddenly. "Ian, I mean." He glanced at the house, then at the new grave… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“And when I'd lost him this time, to the sea, I'd remembered the sense of him beside me, warm and solid in… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“I've seen ye so many times," he said, his voice whispering warm in my ear. "You've come to me so often. When… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“For a long time," he said at last, "when I was small, I pretended to myself that I was the bastard 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
