Quotes from Diana Gabaldon

Lord, ye gave me a rare woman, and God! I loved her well.

When God closes a door, he opens a window. Yeah. The problem was that this particular window opened off the tenth story, and he wasn't so sure God supplied parachutes.

Why d'ye talk to yourself?' 'It assures me of a good listener.

If I find I need guidance, I'll ask.

Mid-afternoon, I'll go out and do the household errands, come home, do my gardening, go for an evening walk.

A peaceful refuge in which to rediscover each other, we thought, , not realizing that, while golf and fishing are Scotland's most popular outdoor sports, gossip is the most popular indoor sport.

I thought I could make out Jamie's Highland screech, but that was likely imagination; they all sounded equally demented.

I thought at first that I might write mysteries, but then I said, 'Mysteries have plots, and I'm not sure I can do that yet.'

You won't have a story unless you have conflict, which means if there's no conflict in a situation, people look for a way to make some.

There's not a lot of pictorial evidence from the Highlands, because only the very wealthy had their portraits painted - but there is one well-known painting of the two sons of the Duke of Argyll, wearing tartan.

The Internet has improved a lot in the last few years, but still, you wouldn't want to depend on Web sources for historical analysis. There's just something hard to beat about a book.

'The Exile' covers approximately the first third of 'Outlander'.

We started watching 'Doctor Who' as a family because our first daughter was a cranky baby, and she would get up during the night - and it was her dad's job to stay up because I worked at night.

We have nothing now between us, save - respect, perhaps. And I think that respect has maybe room for secrets, but not for lies.

I have no objection to well-written romance, but I'd read enough of it to know that that's not what I had written. I also knew that if it was sold as romance I'd never be reviewed by the 'New York Times' or any other literarily respectable newspaper - which is basically true, although the 'Washington Post' did get round to me eventually.

People assume that science is a very cold sort of profession, whereas writing novels is a warm and fuzzy intuitive thing. But in fact, they are not at all different.

I stood still, vision blurring, and in that moment, I heard my heart break. It was a small, clean sound, like the snapping of a flower's stem.

For where all love is, the speaking is unnecessary

Don't be afraid. There's the two of us now.

Ye are Blood of my Blood, and Bone of my Bone, I give ye my Body, that we Two might be One. I give ye my Spirit, 'til our Life shall be Done.

Oh, aye, Sassenach. I am your master . . . and you're mine. Seems I canna possess your soul without losing my own.

I had one last try. "Does it bother you that I'm not a virgin?" He hesitated a moment before answering. "Well, no," he said slowly, "so long as it doesna bother you that I am." He grinned at my drop-jawed expression, and backed toward the door. "Reckon one of us should know what they're doing," he said. The door closed softly behind him; clearly the courtship was over.

Ye werena the first lass I kissed," he said softly. "But I swear you'll be the last.

Blood of my Blood," he whispered, "and bone of my bone. You carry me within ye, Claire, and ye canna leave me now, no matter what happens, You are mine, always, if ye will it or no, if ye want me or nay. Mine, and I wilna let ye go.