“My Da says you’re never drunk, so long as ye can hold on to the floor.” — Diana Gabaldon Wine Copy Share Image
“Thy life’s journey lies along its own path, Ian,” she said, “and I cannot share thy journey—but I can walk beside thee.… — Diana Gabaldon Journey Copy Share Image
Then kiss me, Claire," he whispered, "And know that you are more to me than life, and I have no regret. — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“It's as though, knowing that everything is possible, suddenly nothing is necessary.” — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
If you want to know anything about me, read my books - it's all there. — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“What possessed ye, woman, to hit me in the heid wi' a fish whilst I was fighting for my life?” — Diana Gabaldon Fish Copy Share Image
“His own eyes were soft and dreamy, cloudy as a trout pool in the rain.” — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“The wean might be about to fall face-first into the fire, but nobody—save maybe Ian—was going to know it, if it killed… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“Despair dragged at me like an anchor, pulling me down. I closed my eyes and retreated to some dim place within, where… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“A friend once told me 'The body has nay conscience.' I dinna ken that that's entirely so-but it is true that the… — Diana Gabaldon Conscience Copy Share Image
“She pulled my hair," he said reflectively. "Took a clump of it out by the roots. I'll tell ye, Sassenach; if ever… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
If you're going to write time travel stories, you have to sort of figure out how does time travel work in this… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“Those small spaces of time, too soon gone, when everything seems to stand still, and existence is balanced on a perfect point,… — Diana Gabaldon Astronomy Copy Share Image
Men go where they will, they do as they must; it is not a woman's part to bid them to stay, nor… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“onto the fabric of her shift; I reached out one-handed and tweaked the cloth up to cover her. She put a hand… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
The thought that you ought not to drink while pregnant came much, much later. In fact, I had my first child in… — Diana Gabaldon Children Copy Share Image
“Well, I'll tell ye, Sassenach, 'graceful' is possibly not the first word that springs to mind at the thought of you." He… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“Are ye all right, man?" Ian asked, in the same tone of mild concern he'd heard his da use now and then… — Diana Gabaldon Berserk 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
I have no objection to well-written romance, but I'd read enough of it to know that that's not what I had written.… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“Ain’t no more than seven villages o’ the Tuscarora left, now—and not above fifty or a hundred souls in any but the… — Diana Gabaldon Indians Copy Share Image
“Roger became aware, in a subliminally marital way, that his wife was disgruntled at the thought of being left behind to organize… — Diana Gabaldon Left behind Copy Share Image
“Still, as the Mass went on, things seemed more normal; there were Bible readings, quite familiar, and then the accustomed descent into… — Diana Gabaldon Bible Copy Share Image
“Wainwright was telling some story, his face alight, and even across the room, Grey felt the warmth of his presence. As though… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“A fistula is a passage between two things that ought never to be joined and is, generally speaking, a bad thing.” — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“True, the body's easily maimed, and the spirit can be crippled - yet there's that in a man that is never destroyed.” — Diana Gabaldon Eternal Copy Share Image
I understand the visual media very well, as I used to write comic books for Walt Disney, and I've written a graphic… — Diana Gabaldon Books Copy Share Image
'Rob Roy' was a great adaptation. It was a lot better than 'Braveheart.' — Diana Gabaldon Adaptation Copy Share Image
“We currently enjoy the hospitality of the local smith, a gentleman named Heughan.” — 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
Then let amourous kisses dwell On our lips, begin and tell A Thousand and a Hundred score A Hundred and a Thousand… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
Scots have long memories, and they're not the most forgiving of people. — Diana Gabaldon Forgiving Copy Share Image
“Murtagh was one of those men who always looked a bit startled to find that women had voices, but he nodded politely… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“People disappear all the time. Ask any policeman. Better yet, ask a journalist. Disappearances are bread-and-butter to journalists.” — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
I wouldna cross the road to see a scrawny woman if she was stark naked and dripping wet. ~Jamie Fraser — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“Go to bed, Tom," he managed to say. "Don't wake me in the morning. I plan to be dead.” — Diana Gabaldon Morning Copy Share Image
No wonder men got impervious to superficial pain, I thought. It came from this habit of hammering each other incessantly. — Diana Gabaldon Habit Copy Share Image
“Wengeful,” she said. “Wery wengeful, ‘e is. But oo’d blame him?” Oo, indeed? (A Fugitive Green)” — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“Well, let them look, he thought, quelling the urge. It only matters if she’s looking back, aye? He” — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“Money might not buy happiness, I reflected, but it was a useful commodity, nonetheless.” — Diana Gabaldon Happiness Copy Share Image
