Diana Gabaldon
Diana Gabaldon
Diana J. Gabaldonis an American author, known for the Outlander series of novels. Her books merge multiple genres, featuring elements of historical fiction, romance, mystery, adventure and science fiction/fantasy. A television adaptation of the novels called Outlander premiered on Starz in 2014...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth11 January 1952
CityWilliams, AZ
CountryUnited States of America
needs guidance asks
If I find I need guidance, I’ll ask.
memories devil ifs
And if Time is anything akin to God, I suppose that Memory must be the Devil.
book reading years
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.
matter doe born
......what I was born does not matter, only what I will make of myself, only what I will become.
naked dripping crosses
I wouldna cross the road to see a scrawny woman if she was stark naked and dripping wet. ~Jamie Fraser
bulls rotting want
I want to hold you like a kitten in my shirt, and still I want to spread your thighs and plow ye like a rotting bull. I dinna understand myself.
character heart fiction
Conflict and character are the heart of good fiction, and good mystery has both of those in spades.
book order library
You could tell from the books whether a library was meant for show or not. Books that were used had an open, interested feel to them, even if closed and neatly lined up on a shelf in strict order with their fellows. You felt as though the book took as much interest in you as you did in it and was willing to help when you reached for it.
lying mean sleep
Really love him, I mean," Geilie persisted. "Not just to bed him; I know you want that, and he does too. They all do. But do you love him?" Did I love him? Beyond the urges of the flesh? The hole had the dark anonymity of the confessional, and a soul on the verge of death had no time for lies. "Yes," I said, and laid my head back on my knees. It was silent in the hole for some time, and I hovered once more on the verge of sleep, when I heard her speak once more, as though to herself. "So it's possible," she said thoughtfully.
war men light
I had kissed my share of men, particularly during the war years, when flirtation and instant romance were the light-minded companions of death and uncertainty. Jamie, thought, was something different. His extreme gentleness was in no way tentative; rather it was a promise of power known and held in leash; a challenge and a provocation the more remarkable for its lack of demand. I am yours, it said. And if you will have me, then...
home
Home is the place where they have to take you in
song essence pieces
Any piece of good music is in essence a love song.
horse men dropping
Men would eat horse droppings, if ye served them wi' butter.
healing physicians healed
Healing comes from the healed; not from the physician.