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Diana Gabaldon

He had crossed the room with no notion what he …

He had crossed the room with no notion what he might say or do - he had no knowledge of the language of condolence, no skill at social small talk; his metier was business and politics. And yet, when his hostess had introduced them and left, he found himself still holding the hand he had kissed, looking into soft brown eyes that drowned his soul. And without further thought or hesitation had said, 'God help me, I am in love with you.

He had crossed the room with no notion what he might say or do – he had no knowledge of the language of condolence, no skill at social small talk; his metier was business and…

Overall, the library held a hushed exultation, …

Overall, the library held a hushed exultation, as though the cherished volumes were all singing soundlessly within their covers.

Overall, the library held a hushed exultation, as though the cherished volumes were all singing soundlessly within their covers.

Like plumbing, medicine is a profession where y…

Like plumbing, medicine is a profession where you learn early on not to put your fingers in your mouth.

Like plumbing, medicine is a profession where you learn early on not to put your fingers in your mouth.

Time does not really exist for mothers, with re…

Time does not really exist for mothers, with regard to their children. It does not matter greatly how old the child is-in the blink of an eye, a mother can see the child again as they were when they were born, when they learned how to walk, as they were at any age-at any time, even when the child is fully grown or a parent themselves.

Time does not really exist for mothers, with regard to their children. It does not matter greatly how old the child is-in the blink of an eye, a mother can see the child again as…

Roger speaking to Brianna: It’s too important. …

Roger speaking to Brianna: It's too important. You don't forget having a dad."You do remember your father?"No. I remember yours.

Roger speaking to Brianna: It’s too important. You don’t forget having a dad.”You do remember your father?”No. I remember yours.

At the best of times, Father Bain’s face resemb…

At the best of times, Father Bain's face resembled a clenched fist.

At the best of times, Father Bain’s face resembled a clenched fist.

He wasn’t a whole person any longer, but only h…

He wasn't a whole person any longer, but only half of something not yet made.

He wasn’t a whole person any longer, but only half of something not yet made.

You have lost your mind,”Jamie said coldly, the…

You have lost your mind,"Jamie said coldly, the shock receding slightly. "Or I should think you had, if ye had one to lose.

You have lost your mind,”Jamie said coldly, the shock receding slightly. “Or I should think you had, if ye had one to lose.

God, don’t laugh!” Jamie said, alarmed. “I didn…

God, don't laugh!" Jamie said, alarmed. "I didna mean to make ye laugh! Christ, Jenny will kill me if ye cough up a lung and die out here!

God, don’t laugh!” Jamie said, alarmed. “I didna mean to make ye laugh! Christ, Jenny will kill me if ye cough up a lung and die out here!

If I die,” he whispered in the dark, “dinna fol…

If I die," he whispered in the dark, "dinna follow me. The bairns will need ye. Stay for them. I can wait.

If I die,” he whispered in the dark, “dinna follow me. The bairns will need ye. Stay for them. I can wait.

Lying on the floor, with the carved panels of t…

Lying on the floor, with the carved panels of the ceiling flickering dimly above, I found myself thinking that I had always heretofore assumed that the tendency of eigh­teenth-century ladies to swoon was due to tight stays; now I rather thought it might be due to the idiocy of eighteenth-century men.

Lying on the floor, with the carved panels of the ceiling flickering dimly above, I found myself thinking that I had always heretofore assumed that the tendency of eigh­teenth-century ladies to swoon was due to…

A hedgehog? And just how does a hedgehog make l…

A hedgehog? And just how does a hedgehog make love?" he demanded. No, I thought. I won't. I will not. But I did. "Very carefully," I replied, giggling helplessly. So now we know just how old that one is, I thought.

A hedgehog? And just how does a hedgehog make love?” he demanded. No, I thought. I won’t. I will not. But I did. “Very carefully,” I replied, giggling helplessly. So now we know just how…

If she was broken, she would slash him with her…

If she was broken, she would slash him with her jagged edges, reckless as a drunkard with a shattered bottle.

If she was broken, she would slash him with her jagged edges, reckless as a drunkard with a shattered bottle.

Eres sangre de mi sangre y huesos de mis huesos…

Eres sangre de mi sangre y huesos de mis huesos.Te doy mi cuerpo para que los dos seamos uno.Te doy mi espíritu para que los dos seamos uno.

Eres sangre de mi sangre y huesos de mis huesos.Te doy mi cuerpo para que los dos seamos uno.Te doy mi espíritu para que los dos seamos uno.

Despair dragged at me like an anchor, pulling m…

Despair dragged at me like an anchor, pulling me down. I closed my eyes and retreated to some dim place within, where there was nothing but an aching grey blankness…

Despair dragged at me like an anchor, pulling me down. I closed my eyes and retreated to some dim place within, where there was nothing but an aching grey blankness…

…knowing what o’clock it is gives ye the illu…

...knowing what o'clock it is gives ye the illusion that ye have some control over your circumstances.

…knowing what o’clock it is gives ye the illusion that ye have some control over your circumstances.

Some people are just mad about the historical a…

Some people are just mad about the historical aspects; they feel as though they're living in a different time or they're learning something,

Some people are just mad about the historical aspects; they feel as though they’re living in a different time or they’re learning something,

Whenever anything bubbles up, I have to put it …

Whenever anything bubbles up, I have to put it down,

Whenever anything bubbles up, I have to put it down,

All romance novels are courtship stories, and I…

All romance novels are courtship stories, and I'm not really interested in that,

All romance novels are courtship stories, and I’m not really interested in that,

[Claire travels in time. And while she and Jami…

[Claire travels in time. And while she and Jamie do fall in love, their story is not so much the stuff of sighs and moans (well, not just that anyway) as it is a grand adventure written on a canvas that probes the heart, weighs the soul and measures the human spirit across 10 generations. These are genre-bending novels, and that's just one of many reasons that people read them.] Historical romance is not what I write, ... I've always called them historical fantasias.

[Claire travels in time. And while she and Jamie do fall in love, their story is not so much the stuff of sighs and moans (well, not just that anyway) as it is a grand…

Nobody had ever told me how to do these things,…

Nobody had ever told me how to do these things, ... I didn't want anyone giving me advice until I had it all figured out on my own.

Nobody had ever told me how to do these things, … I didn’t want anyone giving me advice until I had it all figured out on my own.

Look, pick it up, open it anywhere and read thr…

Look, pick it up, open it anywhere and read three pages. If you can put it down again, I'll pay you a dollar.

Look, pick it up, open it anywhere and read three pages. If you can put it down again, I’ll pay you a dollar.

I have two brain cells left, and one of them is…

I have two brain cells left, and one of them is busy reminding me to buy toilet paper.

I have two brain cells left, and one of them is busy reminding me to buy toilet paper.

I know what it felt . . . like when I . . . tho…

I know what it felt . . . like when I . . . thought you were dead, and-" A small gasp for breath, and her eyes locked on his. "And I wouldn't do that to you." Her bosom fell and her eyes closed.It was a long moment before he could speak."Thank ye, Sassenach," he whispered, and held her small, cold hand between his own and watched her breathe until the moon rose.

I know what it felt . . . like when I . . . thought you were dead, and-” A small gasp for breath, and her eyes locked on his. “And I wouldn’t do that…

The colors of living things begin to fade with …

The colors of living things begin to fade with the last breath, and the soft, springy skin and supple muscle rot within weeks. But the bones sometimes remain, faithful echoes of the shape, to bear some last faint witness to the glory of what was.

The colors of living things begin to fade with the last breath, and the soft, springy skin and supple muscle rot within weeks. But the bones sometimes remain, faithful echoes of the shape, to bear…

The vivid memory of the woods had blossomed int…

The vivid memory of the woods had blossomed into a visceral longing for the Ridge, so immediate that I felt the ghost of my vanished house rise around me, a cold mountain wind thrumming past its walls, and thought that, if I reached down, I could feel Adso's soft gray fur under my fingers. I swallowed, hard.

The vivid memory of the woods had blossomed into a visceral longing for the Ridge, so immediate that I felt the ghost of my vanished house rise around me, a cold mountain wind thrumming past…

All loss is one, and one loss becomes all, a si…

All loss is one, and one loss becomes all, a single death is the key to the gate that bars memory.

All loss is one, and one loss becomes all, a single death is the key to the gate that bars memory.

Jem made the little Scottish noise again, and B…

Jem made the little Scottish noise again, and Brianna looked sideways at him."Are you doing that on purpose?"He looked up at her, surprised. "Doing what?""Never mind. When you are fifteen, I'm locking you in the cellar.""What? Why?" he demanded indignantly."Because that's when your father and grandfather started getting into real trouble, and evidently you're going to be just like them.

Jem made the little Scottish noise again, and Brianna looked sideways at him.”Are you doing that on purpose?”He looked up at her, surprised. “Doing what?””Never mind. When you are fifteen, I’m locking you in the…

He wiped the sweat from his face on his sleeve,…

He wiped the sweat from his face on his sleeve, squared his shoulders, and strode back into the fray. All there was to do was his duty.

He wiped the sweat from his face on his sleeve, squared his shoulders, and strode back into the fray. All there was to do was his duty.

It was a beautiful bright autumn day, with air …

It was a beautiful bright autumn day, with air like cider and a sky so blue you could drown in it.

It was a beautiful bright autumn day, with air like cider and a sky so blue you could drown in it.

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