I got my new car yesterday! It's a 2010 Subaru Forester. I just love that color, which is called Newport Blue Pearl.
In honor of the occasion, here are a few of my favorite car-related quotes from the OUTLANDER books:
"Vroom?" she said quietly, and he felt a small internal jolt, like a punch in the stomach.
"Whatsit, Daddy, what's it?" Jemmy had recaptured the toy and ran up to him, clutching it to his chest.
"It's a...a..." he began, helpless. It was in fact a crude replica of a Morris Minor, but even the word "car", let alone "automobile", had no meaning here. And the internal combustion engine, with its pleasantly evocative noises, was at least a century away.
"I guess it's a vroom, honey," said Bree, a distinct note of sympathy in her voice.
(From A Breath of Snow and Ashes by Diana Gabaldon, chapter 18 ("Vroom!"). Copyright© 2005 by Diana Gabaldon. All rights reserved)
Roger and Bree, on the way to the Highland Festival in DRUMS:
"You're a love to bring me all the way up here," Roger said. "I didn't realize how far it was, or I'd never have asked."
She gave him a brief glance of amusement.
"It's not that far."
"It's a hundred and fifty miles!"
She smiled, but with a wry edge to it.
"My father always said that was the difference between an American and an Englishman. An Englishman thinks a hundred miles is a long way; an American thinks a hundred years is a long time."
(From Drums of Autumn by Diana Gabaldon, chapter 3 ("The Minister's Cat"). Copyright© 1997 by Diana Gabaldon. All rights reserved)
I love this description of Jemmy's first experience riding in a car:
Jem had sat on Roger’s knee, gazing openmouthed out the window as they drove up the narrow road, the wind from the open window fluttering his soft, bright hair.
Couldn’t wait to do it again. And once they’d got settled at Lallybroch, had pestered Roger into letting him drive the Morris Mini round the farm tracks, sitting in Roger’s lap, small hands clenching the steering wheel in glee.
(From An Echo in the Bone by Diana Gabaldon, chapter 26 ("Stag at Bay"). Copyright© 2009 by Diana Gabaldon. All rights reserved)
Roger and Bree reminiscing about cars again:
"That's a really good car," she said, pulling her hand loose and rolling comfortably onto her side beside him. "All four wheels turn. What kind is it? A Morris Minor, like that little orange thing you had in Scotland? That was the cutest thing I ever saw, but I never understood how you managed to squeeze into it."
"With talcum powder," he assured her. He lifted the toy and set a front wheel spinning with a flick of his thumb. "Aye, it is a good one, isn't it? It isn't really meant to be a particular model, but I suppose I was remembering that Ford Mustang of yours. Remember driving down out of the mountains that time?" His eyes softened with memory, the green of them nearly black in the dim light of the banked fire.
"I do. I nearly drove off the road when you kissed me at eighty-five miles per hour."
(From A Breath of Snow and Ashes by Diana Gabaldon, chapter 74 ("So Romantic"). Copyright© 2005 by Diana Gabaldon. All rights reserved)
I can't wait to take my own new "vroom" out on the road!