Quotes from Diana Gabaldon

slowly from the fire to her son, then snapped abruptly, focusing on the two little boys, who

I didn't, but nodded intelligently, being no stranger to historians in the manic grip of discovery. It was seldom necessary to do more than nod periodically, saying "Oh, really?" or "How perfectly fascinating!" at appropriate intervals.

perhaps Tryon will convince Husband that he's in earnest. If Hermon

you just said that you suspect my husband of wanting to

My turn today—yours tomorrow. Thus passes the glory of the world.

of hand; he had

Created by Your hand as You created man,  Life given for life.  That me and mine may eat with thanks for the gift,  That me and mine may give thanks for Your own sacrifice of blood and flesh,  Life given for life." The

What are we going to do?" I said softly, addressing the question to the overwhelming depths of the vast dark sky overhead. I heard no sound but the rush of wind in the pine trees; no answer, save the form of my own question—the faint echo of "we" that rang in my ears. That much was true at least; whatever happened, none of us need face things alone. And I supposed that was after all as much answer as I needed, for now.

we must not speak of him; we must let him be forgotten. But a man is not forgotten, as long as there are two people left under the sky. One, to tell the story; the other, to hear it. So.

Continentals on it," Lord John

I was at once exhausted and jittery, with that horrible battlefield feeling, of being in the midst of events beyond my ability to control, but which must be dealt with anyway.

I was of an age, after all, where Ã¢â'¬Â¦ Well, on the other hand, he presumably didn't have the same instinctive reactions that the majority of men did, in terms of feminine attractions. Which rather left open the question Ã¢â'¬Â¦ "Why?

again, yet from that minute that that occasion

Her eyes were fastened on his naked chest, and he was—for the first time in his life—embarrassed by the fact that he possessed nipples.

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

The lawyer had gone a mottled red and gray, like a bad oyster, but said nothing. Jamie

GIVE ME LIBERTY …

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.'

I knew Frank hadn't been celibate since my disappearance. In his late forties, he was still lean and muscular, dark and sleek, a very handsome man. Women clustered about him at cocktail parties like bees round a honeypot, emitting small hums of sexual excitement.

was remote, even for a Highland farm. No real roads led there, but the post still reached us by messenger, over the crags and the heather-clad slopes, a connection with the world outside. It was a world that sometimes seemed unreal in memory

Oh, God, John!" he said. I stopped dead, halted much more by the tone of that voice than by the words—it was broken with an emotion I had seldom heard from him. Walking very quietly, I drew closer. Framed in the half-open door was Jamie, head bowed as he pressed Lord John Grey tight in a fervent embrace. I stood still, completely incapable of movement or speech. As I watched, they broke apart.

The oiled hide that covered the window glowed golden in the dark, with the flame of the candle he had left burning in the hope of Claire's return. His sanctuary.

The mountains had their own time, and a wise man didn't hurry them.

Muchas gracias, my dear," he told her, and bowed low over her hand. "Azeel, please tell her that we could not even contemplate this venture without her courage and help. The entire British Navy is in her debt.