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
memories world source
He shook his head, absorbed in one of his feats of memory, those brief periods of scholastic rapture where he lost touch with the world around him, absorbed completely in conjuring up knowledge from all its sources.
doubt waste wasting-time
It isn't necessarily easier if you know what it is you're meant to do-- but at least you don't waste time in questioning or doubting. If you're honest--well, that isn't necessarily easier, either. Though I suppose if you're honest with yourself and know what you are, at least you're less likely to feel that you've wasted your life, doing the wrong thing.
art patterns chaos
What underlies great science is what underlies great art, whether it is visual or written, and that is the ability to distinguish patterns out of chaos.
advice trying lasts
And Finally I put down the last and the best advice I knew, on growing older. 'Stand up straight and try not to get fat.
dark waiting needs
If I die," he whispered in the dark, "dinna follow me. The bairns will need ye. Stay for them. I can wait.
heart loving-you break
Oh, Claire, ye do break my heart wi' loving you.
heart thinking tears
D'ye think I don't know?" he asked softly. "It's me that has the easy part now. For if ye feel for me as I do for you-then I'm asking you to tear out your heart and live without it.
years long arms
I shook so that it was some time before I realized that he was shaking too, and for the same reason. I don't know how long we sat there on the dusty floor, crying in each others arms with the longing of twenty years spilling down our faces.
night silence quiet
I work late at night. I'm awake and nobody bothers me. It's quiet and things come and talk to me in the silence.
feet giving world
Do ye not understand?"he said, in near desparation. "I would lay the world at your feet, Claire-and I have nothing to give ye!" He honestly thought it mattered.
beautiful fall autumn
It was a beautiful bright autumn day, with air like cider and a sky so blue you could drown in it.
flower heart romance
I stood still, vision blurring, and in that moment, I heard my heart break. It was a small, clean sound, like the snapping of a flower's stem.
pain men wonder
No wonder men got impervious to superficial pain, I thought. It came from this habit of hammering each other incessantly.
book plot lines
I don't plot the books out ahead of time, I don't plan them. I don't begin at the beginning and end at the end. I don't work with an outline and I don't work in a straight line.