I want to hold you like a kitten in my shirt, and still I want to spread your thighs and plow ye… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
Do ye want me?" he whispered. "Sassenach, will ye take me - and risk the man that I am, for the sake… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
Oh, womanly sympathy, love AND food?" I said, laughing. "Don't want a lot, do you? — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
All I want, is for you to love me. Not because of what I can do or what I look like, or… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
You are mine, always, if ye will it or no, if ye want me or nay. Mine, and I willna let ye… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
Does it ever stop? The wanting you?" "Even when I've just left ye. I want you so much my chest feels tight… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
...still I dinna expect anything to happen to me. But if it should...If it does, then I want there to be a… — 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
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
Am I a man? To want you so badly that nothing else matters? To see you, and know I would sacrifice honor… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
Really love him, I mean," Geilie persisted. "Not just to bed him; I know you want that, and he does too. They… — 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 fall on my face at your feet and worship you"-he dropped the towel and reached out, taking me by the shoulders-"and still I want to force ye to your knees before me, and hold ye there wi' me… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share
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 into the post, just—just hangin’ from the ropes, ken, wi’ the blood…runnin’ down my legs. They thought for a bit that I’d died—and Da must ha’ thought so, too. They told me he put his hand… — 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 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 the blood vow that I swore ye when we wed?" "Yes,I think so.'Blood of my blood,bone of my bone...'" "I give ye my body, that we may be one," he finished. "Aye, and I have kept… — 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 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
