Diana Gabaldon Quotes

How to tell her in words, then, what he had learned himself by pain and grace? That only by forgiveness could she forget—and that forgiveness was not a single act, but a matter of constant practice.

I am a coward, damn you! I couldna tell ye, for fear ye would leave me, and unmanly thing that I am, I thought I couldna bear that!

I am your master … and you’re mine. Seems I canna possess your soul without losing my own.

I believe you, I said, my eyes fixed on the skein. If only because it seems rather a lot of trouble to go to. What was your motive, though?

I could feel the hair rising on my forearms, as though with cold, and rubbed them uneasily. Two hundred years. From 1945 to 1743; yes, near enough. And women who traveled through the rocks. Was it alw...

I could know ye all my life, I think, and always love you. And

I did say when we were wed that I would always see ye fed, no? He pulled me closer, tucking my head into the curve of his shoulder. I gave ye three things that day, he said softly. My name, my family,...

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, maybe no, Sassenach, and maybe so. But I've lived a long enough time now to think...

I didn’t know what it was about red hair, but many years’ experience with Jamie, Brianna, and Jemmy had taught me that while most people became irritable when hungry, a redheaded person with an empty...

I didn’t want to … to have to ask him to defend me. He stared at her, his face blank with incomprehension. He shook his head slowly, not taking his eyes away from her. What in God’s name d’ye think a...

I don't know how long it went on, he continued. Not that long, likely, but it seemed like a long time to me. At last he stopped a moment and shouted at me. He was beside himself wi' fury, and I was so...

I drew a deep breath and sighed, shaking my head. I do not understand men. That made him chuckle, deep in his chest. Yes, ye do, Sassenach. Ye only wish ye didn’t.

I feel maybe like you did, he whispered to her, too low to wake her. When ye came through the stones. Like the world is still there—but it’s no the world ye had. He’d swear she hadn’t wakened, but a h...

I felt at once horribly vulnerable and yet completely safe.

I felt deeply betrayed that the man I depended on as friend, protector, and lover intended to do such a thing to me. And my sense of self-preservation was quietly terrified at the thought of submittin...

I felt rather like the new moon: the shadow of pain and death was still clearly visible to me—but only because the light was there to throw it into perspective.

I fought back the memory of our wedding night. He was a virgin; his hands trembled when he touched me. I had been afraid too--with better reason. And then in the dawn he had held me, naked back agains...

I had noticed before that to sleep, actually sleep with someone did give this sense of intimacy, as though your dreams had flowed out of you to mingle with theirs and fold you both in a blanket of unc...

I had seen even well-established marriages shatter under the strain of smaller things. And those that did not shatter, but were crippled by mistrust

I have wondered, he said, so low I could scarcely hear him. Wondered often, if I could call that edge to my service, and sheathe it safe again. For I have seen a great many men grow hard in that calli...