Diana Gabaldon Quotes

You are alive. You are whole. All is well.

It wasn’t a very likely place for disappearances, at least at first glance.

Not the historians. No, not them. Their greatest crime is that they presume to know what happened, how things come about, when they have only what the past chose to leave behind-- for the most part, t...

I kept havin’ terrible lewd dreams about ye, all the night long, he explained, twitching his breeks into better adjustment. Every time I rolled over, I’d lie on my cock and wake up. It was awful. I bu...

I hold no evil in my heart...This evil does not touch me. More may come, but not this. Not here. Not now.

It was a blur, people say. What they really mean is the impossibility of anyone truly entering such an experience from outside, the futility of explanation.

Gentle he would be, denied he would not.

Oh, aye, Sassenach, he answered a bit ruefully. I am your master … and you’re mine. Seems I canna possess your soul without losing my own.

Jamie’s viewpoint is expressed almost entirely in metaphor: If she was broken, she would slash him with her jagged edges, reckless as a drunkard with a shattered bottle. He’s using physical language,...

I wanted ye from the first I saw ye – but I loved ye when you wept in my arms and let me comfort you, that first time at Leoch.

Is it true—that I won’t forget? He paused for a moment, hand on her hair. Aye, that’s true, he said softly. But it’s true, too, that it willna matter after a time.

He said the greatest thing in a man’s life is to lie wi’ a woman he loves,

Good, I said, completely provoked. You deserve it. Maybe that will teach you to go haring round the countryside kidnapping young women and k-killing people, and… I felt myself ridiculously close to te...

He turned to greet me, his face fixed in an expression of formal politeness. He looked, blinked, and then broke into a smile of extraordinary warmth and pleasure. Mrs. Malcolm! he exclaimed, seizing m...

Jamie… I only want to be where you are. Nothing else.

As a rule of thumb, four consecutive lines of dialogue is about as much as you want to have without a tag.

I want him. I had not said that to Jamie at our marriage; I had not wanted him, then. But I had said it since, three times; in two moments of choice at Craigh na Dun, and once again at Lallybroch. I...

It will be all right, he said, taking her hand. We will succeed—and we will rescue Señor Stubbs. I promise you.

I finished grating a root and dropped the stub into a jar on the desk. Bloodroot is aptly named; the scientific name is Sanguinaria, and the juice is red, acrid, and sticky. The bowl in my lap was ful...

I do know it, my own. Let me tell ye in your sleep how much I love you. For there's no so much I can be saying to ye while ye wake, but the same poor words, again and again. While ye sleep in my arms,...