Sassenach, I've been stabbed, bitten, slapped, and whipped since supper - which I didna get to finish. I dinna like to scare… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“as the door—we could not persuade her to enter the room again—and identify it as the cause of her distress.” “I see,”… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“I suppose ye might give him a wee dram that would keep him quiet so ye could tell them he was gone.… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“A child was a temptation of the flesh, as well as of the spirit; I knew the bliss of that unbounded oneness,… — Diana Gabaldon Children Copy Share Image
“I would.” He kissed the top of my head. “I saw Ian’s face; it was like his own flesh was being torn,… — 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… — Diana Gabaldon Birthday Copy Share Image
“You’ve not been sleeping proper,” Byrd said accusingly. “I can tell. You’ve been a-wallowing on your pillow; your hair’s a right rat’s… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“But I remember talking with Mr. Garrick once in London, and his reference to the playwright as a little god who directs… — Diana Gabaldon True nature Copy Share Image
…but Sassenach—I am the true home of your heart, and I know that.” He lifted my hands to his mouth and kissed… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“You first." "No, you." "Why?" "I'm afraid." "Of what, my Sassenach?" The darkness was rolling in over the fields, filling the land… — Diana Gabaldon Crescent moon Copy Share Image
“You’re mine, mo duinne,” he said softly, pressing himself into my depths. “Mine alone, now and forever. Mine, whether ye will it… — Diana Gabaldon Revenge Copy Share Image
But we are here, all of us. And we're here because I love you, more than the life that was mine. Because… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
I prayed all the way up that hill yesterday, he said softly. Not for you to stay; I didna think that would… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“Dolly’d given him a white silk scarf as a parting present. He didn’t know how she’d managed the money for it and… — 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 Children Copy Share Image
“Grey sat in his bedchamber, unshaven and attired in his nightshirt, banyan, and slippers, drinking tea and debating with himself whether the… — Diana Gabaldon Drinking tea Copy Share Image
“And that knowledge, bred in the bone, is what lies behind mob rule. Because to step outside the group, let alone to… — Diana Gabaldon Courage Copy Share Image
I read some books, and I thought, 'This is better than sliced bread!' and a month later, I couldn't remember thinking about… — Diana Gabaldon Books 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 Time Copy Share Image
“What’s that you two were shouting at each other?” He put his hands to his mouth and hooted, “GOOOOOON!” in a deep,… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“Brianna was twenty-three. She might be no more than in her mid-thirties by the time Jem was fully independent. And if he… — Diana Gabaldon Thirties Copy Share Image
“Wait, let me get that down. Primum: save…men. Secundo: do not…drop…weapon. Tertio—what’s the third thing on this list?” “Suck my prick,” Grey… — Diana Gabaldon Following orders Copy Share Image
Time does not really exist for mothers, with regard to their children. It does not matter greatly how old the child is-in… — Diana Gabaldon Age Copy Share Image
I meant it, Claire,' he said quietly. 'My life is yours. And it's yours to decide what we shall do, where we… — Diana Gabaldon Body 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
This was nonsense, he thought. The need of her was a physical thing, like the thirsty of a sailor becalmed for weeks… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“For my sake,” he said firmly, addressing the air in front of him as though it were a tribunal, “I dinna want… — Diana Gabaldon Adoption Copy Share Image
“He didn’t look a lot like his father, save when he wanted something badly. She pulled herself up a bit, shaking her… — Diana Gabaldon Parenting Copy Share Image
“His heart beat slow, echoing in the ear he pressed against the pillow. Some nights, he would fall asleep listening to it,… — Diana Gabaldon Heart beat Copy Share Image
“Do ye want me?" he whispered. "Sassenach, will ye take me--and risk the man that I am, for the sake of the… — Diana Gabaldon Fear Copy Share Image
“The sharp scents made my throat ache. I had been up such hillsides before, and smelled these same spring scents. But then… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
I didn't say you shouldn't worry, do you think I don't worry? But no, you probably can't do anything about me.' 'Well,… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“of the cup. “Mmmfff!” “Swallow,” he said, clapping a hand tightly across my mouth and ignoring both my frenzied squirming and the… — 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
“She saw it, and an extraordinary change came over her. She seemed scarcely to move, and yet all at once, her whole… — Diana Gabaldon Change Copy Share Image
“It’s … difficult to explain. It’s … it’s like … I think it’s as though everyone has a small place inside themselves, maybe, a private bit that they… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“Ah,” said MacLeod, satisfaction spreading itself across his weathered features. “It is so, then, that you know all the songs of the… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“The woman crosses the room, and it is only when she is directly in front of us that I am certain about… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“He was dreaming about wee Roger, who for some reason was a grown man now, but still holding his tiny blue bear,… — Diana Gabaldon Dreaming Copy Share Image
“I fought back the memory of our wedding night. He was a virgin; his hands trembled when he touched me. I had… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
