Diana Gabaldon Quotes

The big white house glowed on the hill above them, tranquil in the afternoon light, the big red spruce behind it a looming but benign presence; not for the first time, he felt that the tree was someho...

The bravest are surely those who have the clearest vision of what is before them, glory and danger alike, and yet notwithstanding go out to meet it. The

The dark came down on All Hallows’ Eve. We went to sleep to the sound of howling wind and pelting rain, and woke on the Feast of All Saints to whiteness and large soft flakes falling down and down in...

The door opened again a few minutes later, and Jamie emerged, no more than six feet away. His mask of cool reserve was in place, but I knew him well enough to see the marks of a strong emotion under i...

The greylag mate for life. If ye kill a grown goose, hunting, ye must always wait, for the mate will come to mourn. Then ye must kill the second, too, for otherwise it will grieve itself to death, cal...

The humming noise disturbed him. It wasn’t in his ears but in his body—under his skin, in his bones. It made the long bones of his arms and legs thrum like plucked strings, and itched in his blood, ma...

The lines of stress in Grey’s face eased a little. I see, he said slowly. So—you have not seen him since—my God, that’s twenty years! He stared at me, dumbfounded. And four months? Why—how— He shook h...

The obvious—to allow Jamie to see the boy. And the other obvious—to allow you to see Jamie.

The rest of the journey passed uneventfully, if you consider it uneventful to ride fifteen miles on horseback through rough country at night, frequently without benefit of roads, in company with kilte...

The room was dark with rainlight, though, and the roof thrummed overhead. The sound of it seemed inside his blood, like the beat of the bodhrana inside the night, like the beat of his heart in the for...

The sharp scents made my throat ache. I had been up such hillsides before, and smelled these same spring scents. But then the pine and grass scent had been diluted with the smell of petrol fumes from...

The sort that make me want to take ye straight into the forest, far enough that no one will hear when I lay ye on the ground, lift your skirts, and split ye like a ripe peach, he said softly. Aye?

The thing was, some men needed killing. The Church didn’t admit that, save it was war. The Mohawk understood it fine. So did Uncle Jamie.

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 him. Ian

Then came the sound of a single pair of footsteps, and then the whoosh and creak of someone settling heavily into a chair. There was silence for a moment. Then Lord John said You can get up now, if yo...

Then the room relaxed in cheers and babbling, and she turned in his arms to kiss him hard and cling to him, and he thought perhaps it didn't matter that they faced in opposite directions - so long as...

There are only two people in this world to whom I would never lie, Sassenach, he said softly. Ye’re one of them. And I’m the other.

There is a great difference between those phenomena which are accepted on faith, and those which are proved by objective determination, though the cause of both may be equally ‘rational’ once known. A...

There is an oath upon her, he said to Arch, and I realized dimly that he was still speaking in Gaelic, though I understood him clearly. She may not kill, save it is for mercy or her life. It is myself...

There is nothing more delightful in life than a feather bed and an open fire—except a feather bed with a warm and tender lover in it.