Internals Quote by Diana Gabaldon

And when he had put his hand on mine with a cheerful look, wherefrom I took courage, he brought me within to the secret…

— Dante Alighieri

“He had heard it sure enough, wailing underground in clubs and speakeasies, all through Prohibition, hot, polyphonic, toe-tapping, full of syncopated rhythms and bent,…

— Nicole Mones

“A big slice of the strange, a zap to the synaptic net, the shock of unending Otherness moistened with meaning, special stinks, grace notes,…

— Gregory Benford

“Ydych chi'n cymryd cerdynnau credid?" said the highwayman, no doubt trying to frighten me further, his consonants chained like anal beads strung out of…

— Christopher Moore

“Only slowly, after long watching, did he begin to distinguish the small signs that made them trackable: the ball of gristle in the corner…

— David Malouf

While he has not, in my hearing, spoken the English language, he makes it perfectly plain that he understands it. And he uses his…

— Jean Little

“His voice is both low and quiet, and it has this hypnotic rhythm to it. I wonder whether someday he'll give sermons with that…

— Christina Lauren

“And then a scholar said, "Speak of talking." And he answered, saying: "And when you can no longer dwell in the solitude of your…

— Khalil Gibran

“So deeply moved, he pulled the cassette from the machine, flipped it back over to the beginning, fitted it back into its snug carriage…

— Paul Harding

“How do you...? What is it you're doing?" he said to Vardy as the man took a breath, mid-insight. What do you call that?…

— China Miéville

“He was woken by music. It beckoned him, lilting and insistent; delicate music, played by delicate instruments that he could not identify, with one…

— Susan Cooper

Morandi gave an intimate view of his deepest thoughts. We watched him inquiring after the devilish questions of essences and substances.

— Wayne Thiebaud