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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 1b95785 | Gave me terrible cramps, and I had wind for days. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 4095ccd | And in the shadow of the square below, a small movement betrayed the presence of a man. Waiting. Roger closed his eyes, cold rising from his bare feet up his body, seeing in his mind the sudden vision of a green-eyed woman, lazy in the arms of a fair-haired lover ... and a look of surprise and then of horror on her face as the man vanished from her side. And an invisible blue glow rose in her womb. With his eyes tight shut, he put a hand on.. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 2239435 | death walks at night in the aisles of a sick ward, searching for those whose defenses are lowered, who may stray unwittingly into its path through loneliness and fear. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 9a1089e | And I have wondered often, was I master in my soul, or did I become the slave of my own blade? | self-awareness self-discovery | Diana Gabaldon | |
| bc45f63 | Was my future any more certain than hers? And did I not depend for my life upon a man bound to me--at least in part--by desire of my body? A faint wind breathed through the trees, and I hitched the blanket higher on my shoulder. The fire had burned to embers, and so high in the mountains, it was cool at night. The moon had set, but it was very clear; the stars blazed close, a net of light cast over the mountains' peaks. No, there were diffe.. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 350212c | Let the dead bury the dead, Sassenach," he said softly. "The past is gone--the future is not come. And we are here together, you and I." | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 751dbc8 | the ancient savagery that men call motherhood, who mistake its tenderness for weakness. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 6615a3c | It was in kindness that the thought came to me now, whether it was truly spoken, or only called forth from my exhausted memory for what comfort the words might hold. Everyone makes choices, and no one knows what may be the end of any of them. If my own was to blame for many things, it was not to blame for everything. Nor was harm all that had come of it. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 80dfe55 | Jamie, who had insisted on walking most of the way to spare the horse, was a disreputable sight indeed, hose stained to the knees with reddish dust, spare shirt torn by brambles and a week's growth of beard bristling fiercely from cheek and jaw. His hair had grown long enough in the last months to reach his shoulders. Usually clubbed into a queue or laced back, it was free now, thick and unruly, with small bits of leaf and stick caught in t.. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 67c3a84 | We stood wrapped in each other's arms, taking comfort from our family below, yearning for the others we might never see again, at once at home and homeless, balanced on a knife edge of danger and uncertainty. But together. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| b464032 | For I had come back, and I dreamed once more, in the cool air of the Highlands. And the voice of my dream still echoed through ears and heart, repeated with the sound of Brianna's sleeping breath. "You are mine," it had said. "Mine! And I will not let you go." | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 81cb9dd | unspecified." I was amused. "So you have the proverbial horse thief in your" | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| b4b0621 | Hello," I said softly, one hand over the butterfly wings that beat inside me." -- | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| ef1373f | the difference between an American and an Englishman. An Englishman thinks a hundred miles is a long way; an American thinks a hundred years is a long time. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| d3c9f27 | I could know ye all my life, I think, and always love you. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 668575a | If you find him," she whispered, "when you find my father--give him this." She bent and kissed me, fiercely, gently, then straightened and turned me toward the stone. "Go, Mama," she said, breathless. "I love you. Go!" | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 95f6633 | Now they think you're mad; then they thought you were a witch. Cultural mores, | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| fec1234 | 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, they think what they were meant to think, and it's a rare one that sees what really happened, behind the smokescreen of artifacts and paper...No, the fault lies with the artists...The writers, the singers, the tellers of tales. It's them that ta.. | philosophy thought-provoking | Diana Gabaldon | |
| 1383865 | I always thought there was some reason why 'Scot' rhymed with 'plot, | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 25d1491 | She supposed she ought to feel exposed in some way, the privacy of her thoughts and dreams laid bare to him--but she trusted him with them. He would never use those things against her. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 3b35e20 | Have you anything to say to me now, Madam?" he demanded. "Your wig is crooked," I said, and closed my eyes again." | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 89e73ea | Do you have any idea how mortifying it is to have your own mother standing up in front of everybody, drawing pictures of penises? | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| f79cb7e | Oh, many and many a time," he whispered. "When I saw you. When I took ye, not caring did ye want me or no, did ye have somewhere else to be, someone else to love." | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 1fbd305 | Ian permaneceria na aldeia por alguns dias, para se certificar de que Hiram e o povo de Passaro estavam de comum acordo. No entanto, Jamie nao estava absolutamente certo de que o senso de responsabilidade de Ian fosse sobrepujar seu senso de humor - de certa forma, o senso de humor de Ian tendia para o lado dos indios. Uma palavra da parte de Jamie poderia, portanto, vir a calhar, so por precaucao. - Ele tem mulher - Jamie disse a Passaro, .. | diana-gabaldon jamie-fraser | Diana Gabaldon | |
| cc0a51a | At least we were not set upon by highwaymen, we encountered no wild beasts, and it didn't rain. By the standards I was becoming used to, it was quite dull. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 2e03031 | hid a smile at the mention of wool waulking. Alone among the Highland farms, I was sure, the women of Lallybroch waulked their wool not only to the old traditional chants but also to the rhythms of Moliere and Piron. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 77d9078 | For I hadn't stood frozen at the revelation of Geilie's pregnancy. It was something else I had seen that chilled me to the marrow of my bones. As Geilie had spun, white arms stretched aloft, I saw what she had seen when my own clothes were stripped away. A mark on one arm like the one I bore. Here, in this time, the mark of sorcery, the mark of a magus. The small, homely scar of a smallpox vaccination. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 63ecd2d | In body or soul, somewhere he struck a spark, and an answering fury of passion and need sprang from the ashes of surrender. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 37aabaa | I had seen even well-established marriages shatter under the strain of smaller things. And those that did not shatter, but were crippled by mistrust | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 8655f8f | well, if women's work was never done, why trouble about how much of it wasn't being accomplished at any given moment? | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| af0f332 | I was convinced by now that his feelings for Laoghaire were only those of a chivalrous friendship, but I didn't know what he might do if he knew that his uncle had seduced the girl and got her with child. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| c6f20ae | Beans, beans, they're good for your heart," I said cheerily, seizing the opening. "The more you eat, the more you fart. The more you fart, the better you feel--so let's have beans for every meal!" | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| d6ab3bc | Aye, beg me for mercy, Sassenach. Ye shallna have it, though; not yet. | outlander | Diana Gabaldon | |
| fbae287 | An unaccustomed weed of jealousy sprang up in Jamie's heart, stinging like nettles. He stamped firmly on it; he was fortunate indeed to know that his son enjoyed a loving relationship with his stepfather. There, that was the weed stamped out. The stamping, though, seemed to have left a small bruised spot on his heart; he could feel it when he breathed. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 9ccfe6b | 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 sight. It had happened many times before, but it always took me by surprise. Always in the midst of great stress, wading waist-deep in trouble and sorrow, as doctors do, I would glance out a window, open a door, look into a face, and there it .. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| f9a6325 | If your head thinks up mischief, your backside's going to pay for it. | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 9c2c3fd | Idleness would have seemed not only a sign of moral decay, but an affront to the natural order of things. | kissing | Diana Gabaldon | |
| f73e8ea | Fraser nodded casually toward Twelvetrees. "Is there anything ye want me to beat out of him?" | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 8866d03 | I can hear. Hear them. It. Don't you hear?" It was a struggle to speak, to form coherent thoughts. The call here was different; not the beehive sound of Craigh na Dun, but a hum like the vibration of the air following the striking of a great bell. I could feel it ringing in the long bones of my arms, echoing through pectoral girdle and spine. Jamie" | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| aa089dc | Had it really happened, that memory? Or was it only his desire that now and then brought her so vividly to life, in snatched moments that left him desperate with longing but strangely comforted, as though she had in fact touched him briefly? | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 0a42da5 | Jesus H. Christ!" I exclaimed. I felt it again, unbelieving, but there it was. "You always said your head was solid bone, and I'll be damned if you weren't right. She shot you point-blank, and the bloody ball bounced off your skull!" Jamie," | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| 0aaaf19 | You are blood of my blood," he said softly, "and bone of my bone. I claim thee as my son before all men, from this day forever." He looked up at Jamie, challenging. After a long moment, Jamie gave the slightest nod of acknowledgment, and stepped back, letting his hand fall from Brianna's shoulder. Roger" | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| b28d4e9 | Some people can leave their bodies and travel miles away," she said, staring meditatively at the page. "Other people see them out wandering, and recognize them, and ye can bloody prove they were really tucked up safe in bed at the time. I've seen the records, all the eyewitness testimony. Some people have stigmata ye can see and touch--I've seen one. But not everybody. Only certain people." She" | Diana Gabaldon | ||
| a47ebe5 | A standing cock is quite blind, my dear," he said at last, eyes still shut. "Surely you know that, physician that you are." | Diana Gabaldon |