My husband asked me once why I read so many mysteries, and part of it is just intellectual, part of it is… — Diana Gabaldon Book Copy Share Image
One dictum I had learned on the battlefields of France in a far distant war: You cannot save the world, but you… — Diana Gabaldon Claire fraser Copy Share Image
“The bravest are surely those who have the clearest vision of what is before them, glory and danger alike, and yet notwithstanding,… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“Only two names?” Minnie said, surprised. “No titles?” “No,” he said. “It’s not the Duke of Pardloe or even the Earl of… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
I grew up in Flagstaff, and I still own my old family house up there, so I go up there a couple… — Diana Gabaldon Day Copy Share Image
“Help us, O Lord, to remember how often men do wrong through want of thought, rather than from lack of love; and… — Diana Gabaldon Lack of love Copy Share Image
“Madam,” he said, speaking very softly into her face. “I do not want your money. My wife does not want it. And… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“She felt his eyes on her, and returned his stare, unblinking. “I should say they’d find her handsome, though; they do like… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“I was sorry that I'd told him, but I had no defenses anymore. I could not lie, even for the best of… — Diana Gabaldon Desperate love Copy Share Image
“Let me tell ye in your sleep how much I love you. For there’s no so much I can be saying to… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
At last I took one big, callused hand and slid forward so I knelt on the boards between his knees. I laid… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“think it’s as though everyone has a small place inside themselves, maybe, a private bit that they keep to themselves. It’s like… — 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 Battle Copy Share Image
“I put a hand up to cup his cheek, warm and lightly stubbled. I didn't fool myself that this was paradise or… — Diana Gabaldon Peace Copy Share Image
“To have ye with me again--to talk wi' you--to know I can say anything, not guard my words or hide my thoughts--God,… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“And was there love there? Beyond the limits of flesh and time, was all love possible? Was it necessary? The voice of… — Diana Gabaldon Family Copy Share Image
There's always a temptation, I think, among some historical writers to shade things toward the modern point of view. You know, they… — Diana Gabaldon History Copy Share Image
“people will treat with disdain such phenomena as are proved by the evidence of the senses, and commonly experienced—while they will defend… — Diana Gabaldon Death Copy Share Image
“Once a man has lived under arms, I suspect he is marked for life.In fact I have heard it remarked that old… — Diana Gabaldon Life Copy Share Image
There are always people screeching and upset that I did this or didn't do that. Basically, they're upset that I didn't rewrite… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“Flies round a honeypot would be nothin’ to it, lad! Penniless and nameless as ye are now, the lasses still sigh after… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“A man who had never spoken love to me, who had never needed to, for I knew he loved me, as surely… — Diana Gabaldon Love Copy Share Image
For I had come back, and I dreamed once more in the cool air of the Highlands. And the voice of my… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
Really rather fascinating, you know,' he confided, and I recognized, with an internal sigh, the song of the scholar, as identifying a… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“It’s not too late, you know,” she said. She smiled, teasing a little tremulously. “You could still back out.” “It’s been too… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“As for sweeping the floor, polishing the windows, dusting, and general drudgery of that sort … well, if women’s work was never done, why… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
Where did you learn to kiss like that?” I said, a little breathless. He grinned and pulled me close again. “I said… — Diana Gabaldon Breathless Copy Share Image
“And found myself lying with my head in Jamie’s lap. And heard him saying softly, to himself or to me, “For your… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“Used as he was to general approbation of his person, he was amused to discover that his vanity was mildly affronted at… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“You'd forgive me for Claire - but not for killing your . . . men." He glanced at the two Craddocks, spotty… — Diana Gabaldon Forgiveness Copy Share Image
You'll lie wi' me now," he said quietly. "And I shall use ye as I must. And if you'll have your revenge… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“These were people like that. The ones that cared so terribly much - enough to risk everything, enough to change and do… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“No matter how ugly the manner in which a man dies, it’s only the presence of a suffering human soul that is… — Diana Gabaldon Death Copy Share Image
I'll leave it to you, Sassenach," he said dryly, "to imagine what it feels like to arrive unexpectedly in the midst of… — Diana Gabaldon Brothels Copy Share Image
“Let the dead bury the dead, Sassenach,” he said softly. “The past is gone—the future is not come. And we are here… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
It's important to remember that the Jacobite Risings of the 18th century constituted a religious civil war, not a nationalistic movement. — Diana Gabaldon Civil war Copy Share Image
“All the names I’ve called you through the years—my chick, my pumpkin, precious dove, darling, sweetheart, dinky, smudge … I know why the Jews… — Diana Gabaldon Islam Copy Share Image
He [Brian Fraser] told me that a man must be responsible for any see he sows, for it's his duty to take… — Diana Gabaldon Action Copy Share Image
“Here I stand on the brink of war again, a citizen of no place, no time, no country but my own .… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“Does it ever stop? The wanting you?” His hand came around to caress my breast. “Even when I’ve just left ye, I… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image