forgiveness is not a single act, but a matter of constant practice

- Diana Gabaldon

I wept bitterly, surrendering momentarily to my fear and heartbroken confusion, but slowly I began to quiet a bit, as Jamie stroked my neck and back,…

- Diana Gabaldon

Does it ever stop? The wanting you?" "Even when I've just left ye. I want you so much my chest feels tight and my fingers ache with wanting to touch …

- Diana Gabaldon

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 tho…

- Diana Gabaldon

There aren't any answers, only choices

- Diana Gabaldon

Man's sense of Morality tends to decrease as his Power increases

- Diana Gabaldon

At last I took one big, callused hand and slid forward so I knelt on the boards between his knees. I laid my head against his chest, and felt his bre…

- Diana Gabaldon

I was crying for joy, my Sassenach,' he said softly. He reached out slowly and took my face between his hands. "And thanking God that I have two hand…

- Diana Gabaldon

I meant it, Claire,' he said quietly. 'My life is yours. And it's yours to decide what we shall do, where we go next. To France, to Italy, even back …

- Diana Gabaldon