Diana Gabaldon Quotes

If he kept the man himself at a distance, perhaps he could also keep at bay the memories he stirred. And the feelings.

And found myself lying with my head in Jamie’s lap. And heard him saying softly, to himself or to me, For your sake, I will continue—though for mine alone … I would not.

Right. You’re not. But I would appreciate it very much if you did. And why did you show me the picture if you didn’t mean me to know? I added. Since I know that much, I’ll certainly find out the rest...

If Jamie could take Lord John Grey as a lover, and hide it from me, he wasn’t remotely the man I thought he was. There had to be some other explanation.

Roger Wakefield: ésta es mi hija, Brianna. Brianna Randall dio un paso adelante con una sonrisa tímida.

Roger speaking to Brianna: It's too important. You don't forget having a dad.You do remember your father?No. I remember yours.

We stood wrapped in each other’s arms, taking comfort from our family below, yearning for the others we might never see again, at once at home and homeless, balanced on a knife edge of danger and unce...

We look in the mirror and see the shades of other faces looking back through the years; we see the shape of memory, standing solid in an empty doorway.

We look in the mirror and see the shades of other faces looking back through the years; we see the shape of memory, standing solid in an empty doorway. By blood and by choice, we make our ghosts; we h...

I, um, had had it in mind to take Azeel and Rodrigo with me to South Carolina. But they may be helpful to the present venture, if…er…if Rodrigo is sufficiently recovered. Has he been ill? Worry crease...

I, ah, I wasn’t expecting— I said idiotically. Brianna gave me a grin to match her father’s, eyes bright as stars and damp with happiness. Nobody expects the Spanish Inquisition! What? said Jamie blan...

Your face is my heart Sassenach, and the love of you is my soul

But we are here, all of us. And we're here because I love you, more than the life that was mine. Because I believed you loved me the same way...will you tell me that's not true?No, he said after a mom...

Scots have long memories, and they're not the most forgiving of people. There's a clan stone out there with the name of MacKenzie carved on it, and a good many of my relatives under it. I don't feel q...

She came naked behind him as the soft melancholy yearning of the song filled the dark. Her hand stroked his hair, gathered it tight at the nape of his neck. She swayed, and he felt her press against h...

She eyed her brother, standing by the window with his legs braced wide apart, hands on the sill and back stubbornly set against her. She bit her lip and a calculating look came over her face. Quick as...

I wouldna tell ye if I did, he said, just as quietly. But I don’t. Would you warn him—if you could? Grey asked. He oughtn’t, but was possessed by curiosity. I would, Fraser replied without hesitation....

For whether foolish or wise, naive or experienced, all the Greys were men of honor.

Your son is a drunkard, she informed him. Then she caught a whiff of Roger’s breath. Following in his father’s footsteps, I see, she added coldly.

To the taste of breasts like apricots, the warm scent of a woman’s navel when she wakens in the winter, the warmth of a mound that fills your hand like a peach, split with ripeness.