Diana Gabaldon Quotes

Lord that she might be safe. She and my children.

If I die before I say 'I love you' it's because I didn't have the time.

The past is gone-the future is not come. And we are here together, you and I.

Once you've chosen a man, don't try to change him', I wrote with more confidence. 'It can't be done. More important-don't let him try to change you.

Mo Nighean donn," he whispered," mo chridhe. My brown lass, my heart." Come to me. Cover me. Shelter me. a bhean, heal me. Burn with me, as I burn for you.

Well, I can't remember not being able to read. I was told I could read by myself very well at the age of three.

When you're reading, you're not where you are; you're in the book. By the same token, I can write anywhere.

Character, I think, is the single most important thing in fiction. You might read a book once for its interesting plot—but not twice.

This is our time. Until that time stops - for one of us, for both – it is our time. Now. Will you waste it, because you are afraid?

Scots have long memories, and they're not the most forgiving of people.

Hodie mihi cras tibi, said the inscription. Sic transit gloria mundi. My turn today, yours tomorrow. And thus passes away the glory of the world.

All I want, is for you to love me. Not because of what I can do or what I look like, or because I love you - just because I am.

Boldness in battle is nothing out of the way... but to face down fear in cold blood is rare in any man.

He's a man...and that's no small thing to be.

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.

It's only that ye looked so beautiful, wi' the fire on your face, and your hair waving in the wind. I wanted to remember it.

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

I felt the tributaries of his veins, wished to enter into his bloodstream, travel there, dissolved and bodiless, to take refuge in the thick walled chambers of his heart.

And if Time is anything akin to God, I suppose that Memory must be the Devil.

I work late at night. I'm awake and nobody bothers me. It's quiet and things come and talk to me in the silence.

......what I was born does not matter, only what I will make of myself, only what I will become.

...sitting and waiting is one of the most miserable occupations known to man - not that it usually is known to men; women do it much more often.

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

Then let amourous kisses dwell On our lips, begin and tell A Thousand and a Hundred score A Hundred and a Thousand more

While the Lord might insist that vengeance was His, no male Highlander of my acquaintance had ever thought it right that the Lord should be left to handle such things without assistance.

You're tearin' my guts out, Claire.

Men go where they will, they do as they must; it is not a woman's part to bid them to stay, nor yet to reproach them for being what they are-or for not coming back.

Do ye not understand?"he said, in near desparation. "I would lay the world at your feet, Claire-and I have nothing to give ye!" He honestly thought it mattered.

Not for the first time, I reflected that intimacy and romance are not synonymous.

So remember it, lad. If your head thinks up mischief, your backside's going to pay for it. Brian Fraser to young Jamie

D'ye think I don't know?" he asked softly. "It's me that has the easy part now. For if ye feel for me as I do for you-then I'm asking you to tear out your heart and live without it.

While ye sleep in my arms, I can say things to ye that would be daft and silly waking, and your dreams will know the truth of them.

No wonder men got impervious to superficial pain, I thought. It came from this habit of hammering each other incessantly.

Oh, Claire, ye do break my heart wi' loving you.

That's for calling your father a fool. It may be true, but it's disrespectful. Brian Fraser to teenage Jamie

If ye loved him, he must ha' been a good man.' 'Yes, he...was.' 'Then I shall do my best to honor his spirit by serving his wife.

Home is the place where they have to take you in

Your face is my heart

Then kiss me, Claire," he whispered, "And know that you are more to me than life, and I have no regret.

Alright, all right," I said. "What if I tell you a story, instead?" Highlanders loved stories, and Jamie was no exception. "Oh, aye, " he said, sounding much happier. "What sort of story is it?

I work on multiple projects at a time because it keeps me from getting writer's block.

Catholics don't believe in divorce. We do believe in murder. There's always Confession, after all. --Brianna Fraser to Roger MacKenzie

I read all the time. People ask, 'Do you read while you work?' And I say, 'I better.' I take two or three years to finish one of my enormous books, and I can't go that long without reading.

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 know why the Jews and Muslims have nine hundred names for God; one small word is not enough for love.

And Finally I put down the last and the best advice I knew, on growing older. 'Stand up straight and try not to get fat.

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

Do ye want me?" he whispered. "Sassenach, will ye take me - and risk the man that I am, for the sake of the man ye knew?

I don't plot the books out ahead of time, I don't plan them. I don't begin at the beginning and end at the end. I don't work with an outline and I don't work in a straight line.

I'll scream!" "Likely. If not before, certainly during. I expect they'll hear ye at the next farm; you've got good lungs.