Top 500 Diana Gabaldon Quotes (2025 Update)
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51. “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

52. “Dead is dead, Major,” he said quietly. “It is not a romantic notion. And whatever my own feelings in the matter, my family would not prefer my death to my dishonor. While there is anyone alive with a claim upon my protection, my life is not my own.”

— Diana Gabaldon

53. “There were moments, of course. Those small spaces in time, too soon gone, when everything seems to stand still, and existence is balanced on a perfect point, like the moment of change between the dark and the light, and when both and neither surround you.”

— Diana Gabaldon

54. “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.”

— Diana Gabaldon

55. “It wasn’t a very likely place for disappearances, at least at first glance.”

— Diana Gabaldon

56. “And I mean to hear ye groan like that again. And to moan and sob, even though you dinna wish to, for ye canna help it. I mean to make you sigh as though your heart would break, and scream with the wanting, and at last to cry out in my arms, and I shall know that I’ve served ye well.”

— Diana Gabaldon

57. “Don’t be afraid. There’s the two of us now.”

— Diana Gabaldon

58. “Your face is my heart, Sassenach,” he said softly, “and love of you is my soul. But you’re right; ye canna be my conscience.”

— Diana Gabaldon

59. “By blood and by choice, we make our ghosts; we haunt ourselves.”

— Diana Gabaldon

60. “Sometimes our best action result in things that are most regrettable.”

— Diana Gabaldon

61. “I felt adrift, anchorless in a running sea. This is now my home.”

— Diana Gabaldon

62. “Then open your legs for me, there’s a good lass no, a bit wider, aye?” He.”

— Diana Gabaldon

63. “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.”

— Diana Gabaldon

64. “Nothing is lost... only changed.”

— Diana Gabaldon

65. “Something wrong with short men, is there?” Roger inquired. “They tend to turn mean if they don’t get their way,” Claire answered. “Like small yapping dogs. Cute and fluffy, but cross them and you’re likely to get a nasty nip in the ankle.”

— Diana Gabaldon

66. “Are some people destined for a great fate, or to do great things? Or is it only that they’re born somehow with that great passion – and if they find themselves in the right circumstances, then things happen? It’s the sort of thing you wonder...”

— Diana Gabaldon

67. “Damn right I begrudge! I grudge every memory of yours that doesna hold me, and every tear ye’ve shed for another, and every second you’ve spent in another man’s bed!”

— Diana Gabaldon

68. “The position of sun and moon on the Feast of Beltane” is one, with a list if two hundred paired figures laid out beneath. Similar tables existed for Hogmanay and Midsummer’s Day, and Samhainn, the Feast of All Hallows. The ancient feasts of fire and sun, and Beltane’s sun would rise tomorrow.”

— Diana Gabaldon

69. “If I were a horse, I’d let him ride me anywhere.”

— Diana Gabaldon

70. “For where all love is, the speaking is unnecessary. It is all. It is undying. And it is enough.”

— Diana Gabaldon

71. “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

72. “D’ye ken that the only time I am without pain is in your bed, Sassenach? When I take ye, when I lie in your arms-my wounds are healed, then, my scars forgotten.”

— Diana Gabaldon

73. “Whither thou goest,’ ” I said, “ ‘I will go; and where thou lodgest, I will lodge: thy people shall be my people, and thy God my God: Where thou diest, will I die, and there will I be buried.’ ” Be it Scottish hill or southern forest. “You do what you have to; I’ll be there.”

— Diana Gabaldon

74. “But what I would ask of ye- when you do tell me something, let it be the truth. And I’ll promise ye the same. WE have nothing now between us, save- respect, perhaps. And I think that respect has maybe room for secrets, but not for lies.”

— Diana Gabaldon

75. “Dinna fash yourself, Sassenach. Ye canna say more than ye know, but tell me it all, just once more.”

— Diana Gabaldon

76. “You have my name and my family, my clan, and if necessary, the protection of my body as well.”

— Diana Gabaldon

77. “But for the hours of the night, I was helpless; powerless to move as a dragonfly in amber.”

— Diana Gabaldon

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

— Diana Gabaldon

79. “There aren’t any answers, only choices.”

— Diana Gabaldon

80. “There’s no place on earth with more of the old superstitions and magic mixed into its daily life than the Scottish Highlands.”

— Diana Gabaldon

81. “We passed the rest of the day in pleasant conversation, wandering among his reminiscences of the dear departed days when men were men, and the pernicious weed of civilization was less rampant upon the bonny wild face of the Highlands.”

— Diana Gabaldon

82. “Aye, beg me for mercy, Sassenach. Ye shallna have it, though; not yet.”

— Diana Gabaldon

83. “No wonder he was so good with horses, I thought blearily, feeling his fingers rubbing gently behind my ears, listening to the soothing, incomprehensible speech. If I were a horse, I’d let him ride me anywhere.”

— Diana Gabaldon

84. “Ute McGillivray looked like a Valkyrie on a starchy diet;.”

— Diana Gabaldon

85. “Not everyone who goes through the stones comes out again.” His look sharpened. “How d’ye ken that, Sassenach?” “I can – I could – hear them. Screaming.” I.”

— Diana Gabaldon

86. “We’re going home, Sassenach. To Lallybroch.”

— Diana Gabaldon

87. “Tell him I hate him to his guts and the marrow of his bones!”

— Diana Gabaldon

88. “I said ‘Lord, if I’ve never had courage in my life before, let me have it now. Let me be brave enough not to fall on my knees and beg her to stay.”

— Diana Gabaldon

89. “I work on multiple projects at a time because it keeps me from getting writer’s block.”

— Diana Gabaldon

90. “There are things that I canna tell you, at least not yet. And I’ll ask nothing of ye that ye canna give me. But what I would ask of ye – when you do tell me something, let it be the truth. And I’ll promise ye the same. We have nothing now between us, save – respect, perhaps. And I think that respect has maybe room for secrets, but not for lies. Do ye agree?”

— Diana Gabaldon

91. “I like ye fat, Sassenach,” he said softly. “Fat and juicy as a plump wee hen. I like it fine.”

— Diana Gabaldon

92. “There comes a turning point in intense physical struggle where one abandons oneself to a profligate usage of strength and bodily resource, ignoring the costs until the struggle is over. Women find this point in childbirth; men in battle.”

— Diana Gabaldon

93. “The world is chaos and death and destruction. But people like you – you don’t stand for that. If there is any order in the world, any peace – it’s because of you, John, and those very few like you.”

— Diana Gabaldon

94. “Oh, they call me Rab the Ranter, and the lassies all go daft, When I blow up my chanter.”

— Diana Gabaldon

95. “But just then, for that fraction of time, it seems as though all things are possible. You can look across the limitations of your own life, and see that they are really nothing.”

— Diana Gabaldon

96. “There was a curious peace in this day, a sense of things working quietly in their proper courses, nothing minding the upsets and turmoils of human concerns. Perhaps it was the peace that one always finds outdoors, far enough away from buildings and clatter. Maybe it was the result of gardening, that quiet sense of pleasure in touching growing things, the satisfaction of helping them thrive.”

— Diana Gabaldon

97. “St Paul says “Let a woman be silent, and –”’ ‘You can mind your own bloody business,’ I snarled, sweat dripping behind my ears, ’and so can St Paul.”

— Diana Gabaldon

98. “Castle Leoch. Well, at least now I knew where I was. When I had known it, Castle Leoch was a picturesque ruin, some thirty miles north of Bargrennan. It was considerably more picturesque now, what with the pigs rooting under the walls of the keep and the pervasive smell of raw sewage. I was beginning to accept the impossible idea that I was, most likely, somewhere in the eighteenth century.”

— Diana Gabaldon

99. “Jamie replied with what I had come to think of as a “Scottish noise,” that indeterminate sound made low in the throat that can be interpreted to mean almost anything. This particular noise seemed to indicate some doubt as to the likelihood of such a desirable outcome.”

— Diana Gabaldon

100. “You’re beautiful to me, Jamie,” I said softly, at last. “So beautiful, you break my heart.”

— Diana Gabaldon