Diana Gabaldon Quotes

Walk a day in my shoes and you'd be irritable too.

No I am not all right!” Chrestomanci said, after five minutes of this. “I have worldwide blisters. I need a shave. I’m tired out and I haven’t had anything to eat since breakfast yesterday. Would you feel alright in my position?

I am tired of being tired and talking about how tired I am.

I'm getting really tired of bleeding. Someone stop the world, I want to get off.

I was so tired of being told reasonable, practical things whenever something went wrong with my life.

I cannot tell how much my heart suffered for my people while at Leavenworth.

There are days when I should be writing, and I am so tired that I can't. And the fatigue also affects my emotions, making me not even care about writing. There are days when I wake up so angry I can barely speak, and also days when I am so sad.

I just want to get through each day without the need to shut my eyes for 10 minutes.

It's always sad if anybody you know has a personal problem.

To see those babies with no food for three of four days, old people sitting in the hot sun, when you see these poor people, you cannot help but being compassionate or affected.

Compassion Fatigue

My heart bled for the inhabitants.

I think a lot of Americans have never been all that hungry. They've never had war on their shore, and they've never suffered the way other cultures have suffered. I'm not saying we should go suffer. Not at all. I'm saying we should be more aware of how other cultures exist.

If I'm stone-cold crazy because I have a hard time going to sleep at night because we have kids that go to bed hungry, then I'll be stone-cold crazy, and I'm OK with that.

Some days, I didn't know how I was going to make it to the next morning.

It still hurts," she whispered. "Even when you're doing it for someone else, that doesn't stop your ribs from getting cracked, or your wrist swelling, or your cuts from bleeding.

Day 1 -- Still tired from the move. Day 2 -- Everybody talks to me like I'm an idiot.

By the way, two wars are in an endless state of sorrow. Egypt about burned to the ground and all you people care about is my bullshit... Pathetic. Shame, shame shame

Reynie's fce fell. 'It's not funny, Kate.' For a moment - a fleeting moment - Kate looked desperately sad. 'Well, of course it's not funny, Reynie Muldoon. But what do you want me to do? Cry?

I'm tired of fighting...

I am becoming used to an overwhelming, grinding mixture of anger and worry.

I'm tired of chasing people.

Are you weary? Catch your breath. Are you strong? Reserve passing judgment on the tired.

We can forgive you for killing our children, but we can never forgive you for making us kill your children.

He looks tired, like someone walked on his skin and left footprints.