Diana Gabaldon Quotes

And if your life is a suitable exchange for my honor, why is my honor not a suitable exchange for your life?

And in the end, it does not matter. I am what God has made me, and must deal with the Times in which He has placed me.

And once I got old enough for such a thing to be a possibility, he told me that a man must be responsible for any seed he sows, for it's his duty to take care of a woman and protect her. And if I wasn...

And sleep at thy feet, Ian whispered, and gathered her in with his one good arm, both of them blazing bright as day.

And so he and Ian—who, it turned out, could also knit and was prostrated by mirth at my lack of knowledge—had taught me the simple basics of knit and purl, explaining, between snorts of derision over...

And so he began haltingly to speak—in Gaelic, as it was the only tongue that didn’t seem to require any effort. He understood that he was to speak of what filled his heart, and so began with Scotland—...

And suddenly it was all simple. He held out his arms to her. She stepped into them and found that she had been wrong; he was as big as she’d imagined—and his arms were as strong about her as she had e...

And then later, at the funeral, members of the family, followed by the tenants and then the servants, had come one by one to add a stone each to the weight of remembrance.

And when my body shall cease, my soul will still be yours, Claire? I swear by my hope of heaven, I will not be parted from you.The wind stirred the leaves of the chestnut trees nearby, and the scents...

And when my body shall cease, my soul will still be yours. Claire – I swear by my hope of heaven, I will not be parted from you.

And when my body shall cease, my soul will still be yours. Claire—I swear by my hope of heaven, I will not be parted from you. [...] Nothing is lost, Sassenach; only changed. That’s the first law of t...

As I came up from the galley, the sun was going down into the ocean in a blaze that paved the western sea with gold like the streets of Heaven. I stopped for a moment, just a moment, transfixed by the...

As a mother, I had the lightness now of effort complete, honor satisfied. Mission accomplished.

At last I took one big, callused hand and slid forward so I knelt on the boards between his knees. I laid my head against his chest, and felt his breath stir my hair. I had no words, but I had made my...

At the best of times, Father Bain's face resembled a clenched fist.

At the plantation, he said, ignoring me, there is a large open space at the rear of the house. It was a small clearing at first, and over the years I have enlarged it and finally made a lawn of it, bu...

Aye, I believe ye, Sassenach. But it would ha’ been a good deal easier if you’d only been a witch.

Besides, he added cynically, a pair of ballocks may bring a man more sorrow than joy—though I havena met many who’d wish them gone, for all that.

Between hell now, and hell later, Sassenach, he said, his speech measured and precise, I will take later, every time.

Black Jack. A common name for rogues and scoundrels in the eighteenth century. A staple of romantic fiction, the name conjured up charming highwaymen, dashing blades in plumed hats. The reality waled...