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About Nicholas Sparks



Nicholas Charles Sparks (born 1965) is an American novelist, screenwriter, and philanthropist. He has published twenty-two novels and two non-fiction books, all of which have been New York Times bestsellers, with over 115 million copies sold worldwide in more than 50 languages. Wikipedia

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Quotes by Nicholas Sparks

Nicholas Sparks (quotes)

  • Denial is an ugly thing.
  • A joy as intense as pain
  • People plan, God laughs.
  • Thank you for trusting me.
  • I gave you the best of me.
  • I want you to be…. happy.
  • I don’t write romance novels.
  • And maybe, just maybe, it will.
  • He was the toast to her butter.
  • There’s no love like the first.
  • If you’re a bird… I’m a bird.
  • I’ll be the light in the window.
  • Change isn’t always for the best.
  • Love burns across the infinitude.
  • Why did you come here? To find you.
  • Don’t let fear govern your decision.
  • What happens if a car comes? We die.
  • I have seldom been described as shy.
  • Some things were beyond understanding.
  • is love at first sight truly possible?
  • He liked her; it was as simple as that.
  • Rekindled love is generally short-term.
  • Everything around me makes me miss you.
  • You can’t see the forest for the trees.
  • love means to see the one you love happy
  • You are, and always have been, my dream.
  • It all comes down to who’s by your side.
  • Love can sometimes achieve the impossible
  • It has to get ugly before it gets pretty!
  • Men like women who know how to be subtle.
  • without music he felt aimless and adrift.
  • So that’s the ghost you been running from.
  • The key to happiness is achievable dreams.
  • Marriage is a partnership, not a democracy.
  • The key to happiness was achievable dreams.
  • Every great love starts with a great story.
  • I lost you once, I think I can do it again.
  • Yes… it wasn’t over, it still isn’t over.
  • You need to learn patience, you grasshopper
  • It’s never too late to do the right thing.
  • Without suffering, there’d be no compassion.
  • I do not need a reason to be angry with God.
  • Maybe I’d like to be defined by what I am.
  • Trust me on this: no one is better off alone.
  • People hide the truth because they’re afraid.
  • You should not complain, it’s not attractive.
  • For nothing is more fulfilling than love itself
  • I think our love can do anything we want it to.
  • I want all of you, forever, you and me, everyday
  • It was easy to idealize someone you barely knew.
  • Love is the essence of a full and wonderful life.
  • If it makes you feel better, I promise to forget.
  • Grown-ups always say that things are complicated.
  • Who am I? And how, I wonder, will this story end?
  • I’d learned that some things are best kept secret.
  • you have to love something before you can hate it.
  • I had no choice. Love does funny things to people.
  • Too far-fetched to believe, too obvious to ignore.
  • For desert, maybe we can split a couple of crumbs.
  • Little girls. They could melt the toughest hearts.
  • You have to promise you won’t fall in love with me.
  • Just when you think it can’t get any worse, it can.
  • I watch with breaking heart as you slowly fade away
  • Truth only means something when it’s hard to admit.
  • When I was seventeen, my life changed forever . . .
  • She turned the key, never taking her eyes from him.
  • How far should a person go in the name of true love?
  • How far would you go to keep the hope of love alive?
  • How about we just see where life takes us for awhile?
  • I may be irresponsible but I am a good irresponsible.
  • I call it God Light, because it reminds me of heaven.
  • You’re probably the most boring teenager in the world.
  • a person can get used to anything if given enough time
  • You might not understand but i gave you the best of me.
  • I’d like to marry you, if you think that would be okay.
  • Who do you think it was that brought the bottle to her?
  • You are staring at me like you were going to eat me up.
  • Nothing that’s worthwhile is ever easy. Remember that.
  • I do love you. I mean, love has nothing to do with this.
  • Good and bad, strengths and faults, he was hers forever.
  • because everybody lies. It’s part of living in society .
  • He was ordinary in a world that loved the extraordinary.
  • If it came down to that, I’d protect you in a heartbeat.
  • You should be kissed everyday, every hour, every minute.
  • Sometimes, things don’t work out the way we want them to.
  • Science only goes so far, then comes God. – Noah Calhoun-
  • What are we after all our dreams, after all our memories?
  • I’ve learned that we’re all entitled to have our secrets.
  • Proximity bred familiarity, and familiarity bred comfort.
  • I’m sorry, I guess my company leaves a lot to be desired.
  • I love you,too, Garrett. But sometimes love isn’t enough.
  • It’s possible to go on, no matter how impossible it seems.
  • Then you came along and helped me believe in myself again.
  • I think… that when it comes to us, anything is possible.
  • Being in love, I find myself smiling for no reason at all.
  • Regrets about the journey, maybe, but not the destination.
  • Love is a gift. You give love and that’s where the joy is.
  • Did you hear that Mitch? Your mom thinks you’re beautiful.
  • You know how gossip is. It’s the toxic waste of small town
  • The past can be escaped only by embracing something better.
  • I will never forget the vision of Jamie walking towards me.
  • I’ve learned to keep my mind open to ideas from any source.
  • It’s the possibility that keeps me going, not the guarantee.
  • Love is like the wind, you can’t see it but you can feel it.
  • Never forget that anticipation is an important part of life.
  • How can I tell them that I love them if I’m no longer there?
  • There are no authors in my genre. No one is doing what I do.
  • I might kiss you. I might be bad at it. That’s not possible.
  • In a nutshell, loving someone is about giving, not receiving.
  • Loving once and only once is possible – anything is possible.
  • I truly believe that while love can hurt, love can also heal.
  • The greater the love, the greater the tragedy when it’s over.
  • Perfect love did that to a person, and this had been perfect.
  • Strange, what being forced to slow down could do to a person.
  • It’s okay to be sad. Everyone gets sad now and then. Even me.
  • Love puts all logic to sleep. Otherwise, we wouldn’t risk it.
  • The pieces all fit together. Yet everything was falling apart.
  • I am here to love you, to hold you in my arms, to protect you.
  • It made perfect sense, and at the same time nothing seemed to.
  • Life doesn’t often turn out the way we think it will, does it?
  • I think I loved you more that summer than I ever loved anyone.
  • Over time, quality work will lead to an audience for your work.
  • That’s the thing about life, he knew. There was always a but.
  • Do you ever wonder why things have to turn out the way they do?
  • if you put your trust in God, you’ll be all right in the end.
  • You are every reason, every hope and every dream I’ve ever had.
  • Gifts of the heart can’t be claimed by anyone except the giver.
  • I wish we didn’t live so far apart… You’re kind of addicting.
  • Does trust have to be earned. Or is it simply a matter of faith?
  • You can’t be a writer if you don’t write, it’s just that simple.
  • And here it will end, one way or the other,” she whispered again
  • What problems?” “Well for starters.. you’re an evil duck killer.
  • if they were meant to be together they would find a way to do it.
  • Being with him was like toast and butter from the very beginning.
  • Our lives can’t be measured by our final years, of this I am sure.
  • In the end you should always do the right thing even if it’s hard.
  • We’re not the same people we were then. We’ve changed, we’ve grown.
  • Traveling has less to do with seeing things than experiencing them.
  • People in pain don’t always see things as clearly as they should.
  • I love you now as I write this, and I love you now as you read this
  • There are moments when mental overload can render words impossible.
  • I love you more than there are stars in the sky and fish in the sea.
  • I don’t know that love changes. People change. Circumstances change.
  • It’s impossible to protect your kids against disappointment in life.
  • Change not only was inevitable, but usually brought its own rewards.
  • I do not use profanity in my novels. My characters all go to church.
  • there were moments in life when violence was necessary to save lives
  • Spending time with you showed me what I’ve been missing in my life.
  • Hardships drive some people apart. Others, like us, grow even closer.
  • Me. A bad boy. For eating boiled peanuts in the graveyard. Go figure.
  • It took strength to hold on to inner passion, and Noah had done that.
  • Love doesn’t mean anything if you’re not willing to make a commitment.
  • No drowning man can know which drop of water his last breath did stop.
  • I would be rejected if I submitted any of my novels as romance novels.
  • I’ll be anything you want, just tell me what you want and I’ll be that.
  • I’ve learned that memories can have a physical, almost living presence.
  • You feel fine, and then, when your body can’t keep fighting, you don’t.
  • True love is rare, and it’s the only thing that gives life real meaning.
  • You always have a choice. It’s just that some people make the wrong one.
  • It is life, I think, to watch the water. A man can learn so many things.
  • And for the briefest instant, it almost feels like we’re together again.
  • That’s my sweetheart in there. Wherever she is, that’s where my home is.
  • If it’s over, then don’t let the past screw up the rest of your life.
  • Every girl is beautiful. Sometimes it just takes the right guy to see it.
  • Part of me aches at the thought of her being so close yet so untouchable.
  • Love is a wonderful thing. It makes life worthwhile. I love being in love.
  • You think you know me, but I’m not sure that even I know who I am anymore.
  • i wait. with all my dreams, i know her heart, and i know i’m almost there.
  • Working on the plot/story idea for my next novel … It always takes time.
  • The reason it hurts so much to separate is because our souls are connected.
  • Frugality, I’ve learned, has its own cost, one that sometimes lasts forever.
  • When people cared about each other, they always found a way to make it work.
  • I love you too, Will Blakelee,” she whispered, leaning in to kiss him again.
  • sometimes our future is dictated by what we are, as opposed to what we want.
  • The ocean has been singing to me, and the song is that of our life together.
  • If you look for me, I’m in the fiction section. Romance has its own section.
  • Did you ever realize you have more opinions about my life than your own life?
  • I finished your song, she said. Our last song. And I want to play it for you.
  • Everyone makes mistakes, even if some are worse than others. Accidents happen.
  • The emotion that can break your heart is sometimes the very one that heals it.
  • Youth offers the promise of happiness, but life offers the realities of grief.
  • I think, above all, the characters in my novels feel universal to the readers.
  • I know what it’s like to be day and night now; always together, forever apart.
  • Love, I’ve come to understand, is more than three words mumbled before bedtime.
  • The romantics would call this a love story, the cynics would call it a tragedy.
  • and there had been times when he wished he’d been born into a different family.
  • I have loved another with all my heart, and for me that has always been enough.
  • You might not believe it…but you make the world a better place when you smile.
  • Without love of something I don’t know if you can have a meaningful life at all.
  • She laughed, and the sound was so melodic that I knew I wanted to hear it again.
  • I just tell people what they already know but are afraid to admit to themselves.
  • When I told you that I’d pray for you, what did you think I was talking about?
  • First you will smile, and then you will cry — don’t say you haven’t been warned.
  • And when her eyes met mine, I felt something click, like a key turning in a lock.
  • write what readers want to read, which isn’t necessarily what you want to write.
  • I have come to realize that destiny can hurt a person as much as it can bless him.
  • As Logan walked towards her, he smiled as if reading her mind and opened his arms.
  • If you come back; I’ll marry you. If you break your promise, you’ll break my heart
  • If people don’t like you, or they think you’re strange, then that’s their problem.
  • That’s what dating is for, after all – to learn if you’re compatible with someone.
  • Now, she could’t help but think he was just a big version of a jealous boy friend.
  • If Alex has chosen you, then I want you to believe that I have chosen you as well.
  • She was a stranger now, but she’d been a friend once, and that was enough for him.
  • It was a lesson that I would learn in time though it wasn’t Hegbert who taught me.
  • Most people don’t know how to appreciate the silence. They can’t help talking.
  • These days she simply did the best job she could, accepting the good with the bad.
  • Like many people who live in the South, I’m drawn to the history of the Civil War.
  • Spreading the news is your duty as a Christian, and there are many ways to do this.
  • Relationships are the most important thing in life, and friends are a part of that.
  • Do not judge the way i show my feelings. It’s weird, it’s different, but it’s true.
  • Sometimes we need to be apart to understand just how much we truly love each other .
  • You know the real me,” she said, stopping to peer up at him. “More than anyone else.
  • Women had a tendency to see what they wanted to see i men, at least in the beginning
  • Libraries are places that house our dreams, our fantasies, our thirst for adventure.
  • I suppose I’m most influenced by any good, commercial writer. I learn from everyone.
  • People didn’t change. they liked what they liked even if they didn’t understand why.
  • Loving someone and having them love you back is the most precious thing in the world.
  • That a day spent with dreaming and sunsets and refreshing breezes cannot be bettered.
  • He was the kind of man everyone would fall in love with, even if they didn’t want to.
  • I’m writing a new love story, set in eastern North Carolina. Surprise, surprise, huh?
  • It took me a long time to realize that distance can ruin even the best of intentions.
  • I’m going to marry you one day, you know.” “Is that a promise?” “If you want it to be.
  • I tell myself that I know you, and then when I think about it, I realize that I don’t.
  • There is nothing like love. You should try it.ù Thibault shrugged. úMaybe one day.
  • A good man is hard to find,” she said wistfully. “Not everyone is as lucky as you are.
  • Everything a baby does strikes a parent as the most magical thing he/she has ever seen.
  • I steeled myself to focus only on the present yet remain alert to what might come next.
  • We are not perfect. We make mistakes. We screw up but then we forgive and move forward.
  • I came to the conclusion that unrealized hopes, even small ones, were always wrenching.
  • There were moments when it honestly seemed as if the world were conspiring against her.
  • …there are people who added goodness to the world and people who lived to destroy it.
  • It takes a long time to grow an old friend. Trust is built one single moment at a time.
  • I know I can’t change the past, but I change the future. I can change, too. And I will.
  • If you have no conflict, you have no story. That’s number one. That’s a rule of novels.
  • I was in love, and the feeling was even more wonderful than I ever imagined it could be.
  • You gotta know when to be lazy. Done correctly, it’s an art form that benefits everyone.
  • I love you, Elizabeth… and more than that, I like you. I enjoy spending time with you.
  • Two weeks together, that’s all it took, two weeks for me to fall in love with you. ‚ô•
  • One of the things I’ve learned in my life is that sometimes you’ve got to take a chance.
  • Life, I’ve learned, is never fair. If they teach anything in schools, that should be it.
  • I wouldn’t go that far. But I know my way around the kitchen. I make dinner every night.
  • And for an instant, I fantasized about wrapping my arms around her right then and there.
  • I’m a novelist at heart. How’s that? And that’s how I make my living, is I write novels.
  • If Words are the Lyrics, and Laughter the Melody, then a Relationship becomes a Symphony.
  • In the distance, he could see Molly lying in the tall grass off to the side of the house.
  • In a lifetime of mistakes, you two are the greatest things that have ever happened to me.
  • Always listen to your heart, because even though its on your left side, its always right.
  • If hers are the stars in the nighttime sky, mine are the haunted empty spaces in between.
  • It was one thing to divide the major assets, but how was it possible to divide the heart?
  • Maybe I don’t want to be defined by what I do. Maybe I’d like to be defined by what I am.
  • The truth is, the world isn’t easy for any of us. It never has been and it never will be.
  • Books and movies inspire me, but I do my best to keep my stories as original as possible.
  • Things changed, people changed, and the world went rolling along right outside the window.
  • i’m sorry she never got her miracle. she did get her miracle, Landon, her miracle was you.
  • I don’t want to be on the phone talking numbers and budget. I want to be creating a world.
  • What mattered most was knowing that love was mine to give, without strings or expectations.
  • Dramatic fiction – William Shakespeare made his biggest mark writing dramatic love stories.
  • How about we talk about your love life instead?” “Why? Are you in the mood to be depressed?
  • What I try to do with any of my stories, any of my novels, is make them feel very original.
  • Experience had taught me that even the most precious memories fade with the passage of time.
  • The emotions attached to them were like sand castles in the tide, slowly washing out to sea.
  • Consider yourself lucky for having met him, for he’s the kind of man who’ll prove you right.
  • His voice, even now, follows me everywhere on this longest of rides, this thing called life.
  • I don’t pray because it doesn’t work. Prayer doesn’t fix anything. Bad things happen anyway.
  • Most people lived their lives like criminals: act first, worry about the consequences later.
  • Novels are very different than films and I love to see someone else’s imagining of my story.
  • What’s your heart telling you to do? I don’t know.’ Maybe, you’re trying too hard to hear it.
  • Because being comfortable meant she might lower her guard, and she could not let that happen.
  • I have a crush on your mind, I fell for your personality and your looks are just a big bonus.
  • I know it can’t be the same between us, but that doesn’t change the way I felt about you then.
  • It might seem as the hardest thing to do, but you have to forget the guy who forgot about you.
  • They inspire you, they entertain you, and you end up learning a ton even when you don’t know it
  • Each recognized the fact that real commitment could be proven only through the passage of time.
  • That’s my sweetheart in there. I’m not living her. This is my home now. Your mother is my home.
  • There’s a lot of magic between you too, ain’t no denying that. And magic makes forgettin’ hard.
  • I hadn’t done any of the things that I normally did with girls, yet somehow I’d fallen in love.
  • Love is Love no matter old you are, and I knew if I gave you enough time, you’d come back to me.
  • When you fall in love, love deeply. Be tough but also be open to the possibility of forgiveness.
  • Love, after all, always said more about those who felt it than it did about the ones they loved.
  • Tough toenails, tiger. What you want and what you get are usually two entirely different things.
  • There are lots of real men out there – men who could fall in love with you at the drop of a hat.
  • My mom used to tell me that whatever you do, marry someone who loves you more than you love him.
  • The saddest people I’ve met in my life are the ones who don’t care deeply about anything at all .
  • Being around someone who accepts and supports you will remind you to accept and support yourself.
  • What the younger generation didn’t understand was that the grass was greenest where it’s watered.
  • At times, he even admitted that he’d been more an observer of the world than a participant in it.
  • That’s what courage is. If she weren’t scared, she wouldn’t need courage in the first place.” -Jo
  • What happens in the past, is in the past. But don’t be surprised if it comes back and haunts you.
  • If you’re going to sit on someone’s tombstone, you might as well know something about them, right?
  • If you like her, if she makes you happy, and if you feel like you know her—then don’t let her go.
  • It was funny that you know someone for years but still discover something you never noticed before.
  • Love should bring joy, it should grant a person peace, but here and not, it was bringing only pain.
  • After all, if there is a heaven, we will find each other again, for there is no heaven without you.
  • Real people had real agendas, real demands, real expectations about how other people should behave.
  • A story about family, first loves, second chances, and the moments in life that leads you back home
  • And believe it or not, she has a phone and everything. She stopped using smoking signals last year.
  • We fell in love despite our differences, and once we did, something rare and beautiful was created.
  • Expert advice on improving ur relationship – 4A’s – attention,appreciation, affection & attraction.
  • It’s easy to write something average or even something good. But writing well is quite challenging.
  • The scariest thing about distance is that you don’t know whether they’ll miss you or forget you.
  • I know that somehow, every step I took since the moment I could walk was a step towards finding you.
  • If you discovered something that made you tighten inside, you had better try to learn more about it.
  • Yet I have come to believe that while the past is unchangeable, our perceptions of is are malleable.
  • That’s good. And speaking of spelling, tell me — do you wrap your head in a towel after you shower?
  • I consider myself foremost a novelist with the intent of crafting stories that people will remember.
  • I knew even then how rare that kind of love is. Only the luckiest people get to experience it at all.
  • Henry nodded, thinking, ‘If you were any more whipped, little brother, they’d serve you on ice cream.
  • While wounds can be inflicted easily upon those we love, it’s often much more difficult to heal them.
  • How’s it hangin’ Harry? I keep trying to die, but they won’t let me. Well, you can’t have everything.
  • I know the Lord has a plan for us all, but sometimes, I just don’t understand what the message can be.
  • Man and wife were supposed to stay together because they’d made their vows in front of God and family.
  • I write 2,000 words a day when I write. It sometimes takes three hours, it sometimes takes five hours.
  • The search for God’s presence was much of a mystery as God himself, and what was God if not a mystery?
  • I have always had an interest in how cultural rituals play into something as unpredictable as romance.
  • I love you now for what we’ve already shared, and I love you now in anticipation of all that’s to come.
  • That’s how I always want to remember my time with you. Like a pure white light, breathtaking to behold.
  • Don’t think there are no second chances. Life always offers you a SECOND CHANCE… It’s called TOMORROW
  • Knowing there’s one thing I still haven’t told you: I now believe, by the way, that miracles can happen.
  • úA living poemù had always been the words that came to mind when he tried to describe her to others.
  • I’ve wanted to go out with you from the first moment I saw you. I just had to wait until you were ready.
  • Gossip is one thing, hurtful gossip is completely another, and even in high school we weren’t THAT mean.
  • There’s always pressure, a great deal of pressure, when writing, since my first books were so successful.
  • Life, he decided, was for living, not for having, and he wanted to experience every moment that he could.
  • I’ll admit that it’s not easy to get an agent, but becoming successful in anything requires perseverance.
  • I love you,” he finally whispered. She leaned forward and touched his face. “I know. And I love you, too.
  • Setting is a major aspect in writing all of my books, both in terms of natural and cultural environments.
  • Everyone has a past, but that’s just it–it’s in the past. You can learn from it, but you can’t change it.
  • Their fingers seemed to fit together in just the right way- effortlessly clasped,like perfect complements.
  • You could have told me earlier.ù úYou seemed so serious about the game. I didn’t want to bother you.
  • You’re still alive. And that means you’ll love and be loved…and in the end, nothing else really matters.
  • Marriage is about compromise; it’s about doing something for the other person, even when you don’t want to.
  • because it was then, as he held her in his unwavering gaze, that she knew she was in love with him as well.
  • Everyone always noticed Ashley. She was like a flashing neon sign for anyone with an ounce of testosterone.
  • Wandering and confused, lost to myself, ill-assorted, contradictory, Pausing, gazing, bending, and stopping
  • Believe it or not, that was the first time I recognized that in some ways she was just like the rest of us.
  • If I knew where creativity came from, I’d probably be a lot less stressed about coming up with new stories.
  • When I look in the mirror, I know I’m looking at someone who isn’t sure she deserves to be loved at all.
  • All of sudden, this shooting star went by, and all I could think was that they were listening to us somehow.
  • Just when you think it can’t get any worse, it can. And just when you think it can’t get any better, it can.
  • I fell in love with her when we were together, then fell deeper in love with her in the years we were apart.
  • Someday you’ll find someone special again. People who’ve been in love once usually do. It’s in their nature.
  • It’s your eyes. They’re … more serious than they used to be. Like they’ve seen things they shouldn’t have.
  • Quote of the day: The most difficult journeys often take us where we were meant to go… By: Nicholas Sparks
  • Romance is thinking about your significant other, when you are supposed to be thinking about something else.
  • It hadn’t been so long ago, yet sometimes she felt that she’d been an altogether different person back then.
  • When a person sets a thing in motion, there’s a feeling of unease, almost regret, until you learn the truth.
  • None of my characters are rich or famous, and the situations they find themselves in could happen to anyone.
  • In another time and place, she might have felt differently, but thinking along those lines was pointless now.
  • Relationship is about forgiveness and compromise. It is about balance where one person complements each other.
  • Stories are as unique as the people who tell them, and the best stories are in which the ending is a surprise.
  • She leaned into me, and when I closed my eyes, I knew I wanted nothing more than to hold her this way forever.
  • I love you, not just for now, but for always, and I dream of the day that you’ll take me in your arms again.
  • A surprise trigonometry quiz that everyone in class fails? Must be in the Lord’s plan to give us challenges.
  • Always stick to the story. It was when you started backtracking that people got in trouble. Interrogation 101.
  • I hope to be remembered as an author who defined and exemplified excellence in crafting the modern love story.
  • Because in the end, and no matter how hard it is, acceptance helps people move on with the rest of their lives.
  • I dont think that we’re meant to understand it all the time. I think that sometimes we just have to have faith.
  • Publishing is a business. Writing may be art, but publishing, when all is said and done, comes down to dollars.
  • and all I could think was that I would like to spend every morning for the rest of my life waking up beside her
  • I am still yours, Allie, my queen, my timeless beauty. You are, and always have been, the best thing in my life
  • It all comes down to who is by your side and who is willing to stand up for love even when it seems impossible.
  • And while he was doing those things, he thought about Allie and the love that was missing from both their lives.
  • There are things that happen that change the course of people’s lives, but it’s a function of everybody’s lives.
  • But a risk-free life wasn’t much of a life, really, and if she was going to change, she might as well start now.
  • That’s the thing about life. A lot of the time, it isn’t easy at all. We just have to try to make the best of it.
  • It was, I remembered thinking, the most difficult walk anyone ever had to make. In every way, a walk to remember.
  • I can say that I don’t have a lot of leisure time, just sitting around doing absolutely nothing, but that’s okay.
  • Two cannibals were eating a comedian, and one of them turns to the other and asks, ‘Does this taste funny to you?
  • All I know is that I fell in love with you, and I’ve never been more frightened about anything in my entire life.
  • But you’re disappointed.” He brushed a strand of hair from her face. “It’s not possible for you to disappoint me.
  • Say I’m a bird! Say it! Say it now!” “You’re a bird.” “Now say you’re a bird too.” “If you’re a bird, I’m a bird.
  • We’d met at a carefree time, a moment full of promise, in its place now were the harsh lessons of the real world.
  • I know you loved her, but it’s okay to let it go now. You know that, don’t you? You’ve got to be able to let it go.
  • I found that as I flipped the days on the calendar, the worries I had about our relationship had began to diminish.
  • In all love stories the theme is love and tragedy, so by writing these types of stories, I have to include tragedy.
  • That speaking the words, even if true, had little power to change the inevitable or even make him feel much better.
  • Then we’ll find a way to work through all this together because I know I want to spend the rest of my life with you.
  • I am not commanding you, but I want to test the sincerity of your love by comparing it to the earnestness of others.
  • Too many people seem to believe that silence was a void that needed to be filled, even if nothing important was said.
  • When I was seventeen, I don’t think I even knew what love was. But when it’s right, it’s right, and you just know it.
  • I don’t want to live the rest of my life thinking about you and dreaming of what might have been. Stay with me, Allie.
  • Unless you had a popular video on YouTube or could perform shows in front of thousands, musical ability meant nothing.
  • Before we met, I was as lost as a person could be and yet you saw something in me that somehow gave me direction again.
  • I’m not saying it because I’m sweet. I’m saying it because I love you now and I always have. More than you can imagine.
  • I gave you the best of me, he’d told her once, and with every beat of her son’s heart, she knew he’d done exactly that.
  • You can’t live your life for other people. You’ve got to do what’s right for you, even if it hurts some people you love.
  • Love hurts. There is nothing as painful as heartbreak. But in order to learn to love again you must learn to trust again.
  • They continued to watch each other from across the room, both frozen for a moment by the shadow of distant possibilities.
  • …his wartime experience had taught him to trust his instincts, even though he’d never been sure where they’d come from.
  • Single motherhood is a reality for a lot of women in my age group and the time difficulties in their lives are universal.
  • Alzheimer’s … it is a barren disease, as empty and lifeless as a desert. It is a thief of hearts and souls and memories.
  • On the drive we talked easily, but we did make a small detour. After pulling into a rest stop, we made out like teenagers.
  • The first thing I did when I sold my book was buy a new wedding ring for my wife and asked her to marry me all over again.
  • Is it possible, I wonder, for a man to truly change? Or do character and habit form the immovable boundaries of our lives?
  • No matter where it is in the sky… No matter where you are in the world… the moon is never bigger than your thumb. -John
  • Poetry, she thought, wasn’t written to be analyzed; it was meant to inspire without reason, to touch without understanding.
  • I have certain moral parameters that I do not cross in writing; I don’t write about adultery or kids having premarital sex.
  • I don’t write fantasy, I write reality. Also, my novels have roots to Greek tragedies and as such, there has to be tragedy.
  • A person with autism lives in his own world, while a person with Asperger’s lives in our world, in a way of his own choosing
  • in all the years we spend together, I never once regretted the fact that I had chosen her and that she had chosen me as well.
  • He was from a different class, too poor, and they would never approve if their daughter became serious with someone like him.
  • Or maybe watching you enjoy a carefree summer while you fell in love was what kept me out of the hospital in the first place.
  • I mean, if the relationship can’t survive the long term, why on earth would it be worth my time and energy for the short term?
  • I’m a novelist at heart. My sole intention is to write the best novel possible. I don’t think about the film potential at all.
  • He often felt that too many people lived their lives acting and pretending,wearing masks and losing themselves in the process.
  • People want to believe that every marriage is perfect balance but it isn’t. One person always loves more deeply than the other
  • In the end, for me, the sole single goal is to write the best novel that I can. Whether or not it gets made or gets purchased.
  • Really good original ideas are very hard to come up with. Good ideas – easy. Really good, original ideas – it can take months.
  • In our time together, you claimed a special place in my heart, one I’ll carry with me forever and that no one can ever replace.
  • and in that instant, nothing else mattered. Not the song, not the place, not the other couples around him. Only this, only her.
  • People were destined for one another; that’s the romantic idea that young girls have, and I guess part of me still believes it.
  • She squinted up at him. “But I haven’t always made good decisions.” Pastor Harris smiled. “All that shows is that you’re human.
  • He finally understood that God’s presence was everywhere, at all times, and was experienced by everyone at one time or another.
  • I generally don’t involve myself in giving the actors some tips on acting. At the same time, I don’t do that with the director.
  • Sometimes you have to be apart from people you love, but that doesn’t make you love them any less. Sometimes you love them more.
  • Nana glanced at Ben. “I think your mom has catepillars in her ears. She keeps repeating everything I say like she can’t hear me.
  • In the end, everything came down to money. It came down to what a person actually did, as opposed to who they thought they were.
  • God is the most important thing in our lives. I suppose that’s true of everybody’s lives, whether or not they want to believe it.
  • You have to find actors who have the ability to display a wide range of emotion effectively. That’s so much harder than it seems.
  • Dean: If there is a greater power, why is it he can’t get you a new sweater? Jamie: Because, he’s too busy looking for your brain.
  • Even if I thought he as perfect for her.” She turned to face him. “What were we thinking?” “We weren’t,” he said. “We were in love.
  • She was everything I wanted. She was beautiful and charming, with a quick sense of humor, and she supported me in everything I did.
  • I read over a hundred books a year and have done so since I was fifteen years old, and every book I’ve read has taught me something.
  • Deep in her heart, she wasn’t sure she deserved to be happy, nor did she believe that she was worthy of someone who seemed…normal.
  • All he knew was that they fit somehow, and that he felt as if he spent most of his life traveling a path that led inexorably to her.
  • Mom says it’s because she has PMS. Do you even know what that means? “I’m not a little kid anymore. It means pissed-at- men syndrome
  • I want her to be smart and kind… and I want you to fall in love with her, because you shouldn’t spend the rest of your life alone.
  • As they spoke, the only thing I could think about was that scene from Julius Caesar where Brutus stabs him in the back. Et tu, Eric?
  • That he would love her no matter what she told him, and that he was the kind of man who loved her already and would love her forever.
  • I have a great wife and it’s very easy to be romantic because it makes her happy and then my life is so much better when she’s happy.
  • Now it was coming to an end, and it was like he was watching the last flicker of light wink out in the darkness of an endless tunnel.
  • God is out there watching you, even when you’re away from home and that if you put your trust in God, you’ll be all right in the end.
  • All characters come from people I know, but after the initial inspiration, I tend to modify the characters so they fit with the story.
  • When you know that someone close to you is going to die, there’s a natural tendency to want to spend as much time with them as you can.
  • Poets knew that isolation in nature, far from people and things man-made, was good for the soul, and he’d always identified with poets.
  • At night, when I am alone, I call for you, and whenever my ache seems to be the greatest, you still seem to find a way to return to me.
  • Inspiration can come from anywhere – an image, a comment, something that’s happened to me or someone I know. It’s hard to know exactly.
  • You have no idea how much the last few days have meant to me,” I began. “Meeting you has been the best thing that’s ever happened to me.
  • The problem isn’t finding out where you are gonna go-its figuring out what you are gonna do once you get there that is! (Jamie Sullivan)
  • Even though he was here, she couldn’t quite process it. She squeered her eyes shut before opening them again. Yep, still there. Amazing.
  • I do labor – it’s part of the process. Writing is no easier today than it was in the beginning: writing well is very hard to do. Always.
  • As a writer, I will tell you that darkness is so easy to make interesting. It is so easy because you’re allowed to do anything you want.
  • Writing the last page of the first draft is the most enjoyable moment in writing. It’s one of the most enjoyable moments in life, period.
  • Our souls were one, if you must know and never shall they be apart; with splendid dawn, your face aglow i reach for you and find my heart
  • As hard as it was, as terrible and unfair as the way things turned out, i wouldn’t have traded the few days i spent with him for anything
  • In the end, you really want to make the best film that you can, and in the reality of the filmmaking world, you have things like budgets.
  • When you chase a dream, you learn about yourself. You learn your capabilities and limitations, and the value of hard work and persistence.
  • What’s the challenge in writing a novel that few people will read? I’m more than happy writing what I do and have no plans to change that.
  • Remember: A best-selling book usually follows a simple rule, It’s a wonderful story, wonderfully told; not, It’s a wonderfully told story.
  • …nothing wonderful lasted forever. Joy was as fleeting as a shooting star that crossed the evening sky, ready to blink out at any moment.
  • It’s the same thing. Passion is passion. It’s the excitement between the tedious spaces, and it doesn’t matter where it’s directed.
  • What? You don’t think he’s cute?” “I didn’t really notice.” “How can you not notice when a guy is cute?” Melody stared at her in disbelief.
  • Every couple has ups and downs, every couple argues, and that’s the thingîyou’re a couple, and couples can’t function without trust.
  • Would you stop thinking about what everyone wants. Stop thinking about what I want, what he wants, what your parents want. What do you want?
  • Because publishing is becoming more business-oriented each day with more examination of the bottom line, it’s harder to break out than ever.
  • How’re the Broncos doing?” “Like a bunch of carrots.” “Is that bad?” “Can carrots play baseball?” “I guess not.” “Then you have your answer.
  • What it’s like to be a parent: It’s one of the hardest things you’ll ever do but in exchange it teaches you the meaning of unconditional love.
  • I’ve come to believe that in everyone’s life, there’s one undeniable moment of change, a set of circumstances that suddenly alters everything.
  • He’d lived long enough to know that everyone handled grief in different ways, and little by little, they all seemed to accept their new lives.
  • My daddy said, that the first time you fall in love, it changes you forever and no matter how hard you try, that feeling just never goes away.
  • Early on, he’d learned to enjoy simple things, things that couldn’t be bought, and he had a hard time understanding people who felt otherwise.
  • The next time you’re mad at me, talk to me,’ he said. ‘Don’t shut me out. I don’t like playing games. And by the way, I had a great time, too.
  • Comfort and familiarity were wonderful but they also dulled passion and excitement. Predictability and habit made surprises almost impossible.
  • Katie smiled and turned away, knowing it wasn’t an illusion or a figment of her imagination. She knew what she saw. She knew what she believed.
  • You were the best friend I ever had, Allie. I’d still like to be friends, even if you are engaged, and even if it is just for a couple of days.
  • Even when we were standing in church and I was getting ready to take my vow I can remember wishing that you were standing there instead of him.
  • Nothing about this entire scenario made sense. But who cares? Once in a while, everyone was entitled to be a bit flaky, and now it was his turn.
  • Dear John, tell me everything. Write it all down, that way, we’ll be with each other all the time, even if we’re not with each other at all.
  • Doesn’t surprise me,” Nana snorted. “I wouldn’t put anything past your late husband.” “He’s not dead, Nana.” Nana sighed. “Hope springs eternal.
  • I’m not sure anyone’s life turns out exactly the way they imagine. All we can do is to try to make the best of it. Even when it seems impossible.
  • It is the possibility that keeps me going, and though you may call me a dreamer or a fool or any other thing, I believe that anything is possible.
  • I guess what I’m trying to say is that you two make me believe that true love really exists. And that even the darkest hours can’t take that away.
  • One of the exhilarating parts of falling in love is discovering new things about one another, and seeing the world from a different point of view.
  • As for another profession … I suppose I’d manage a global-macro hedge fund. I love that kind of stuff. Weird, I know, but I find it fascinating.
  • I personally think that most people, most of the time, do the right thing. I just believe this. Otherwise, the world would be chaos, and it’s not.
  • You’ve gotten so caught up in being alone that you’re afraid of what might happen if you actually find someone else that can take you away from it.
  • She was struck by the simple truth that sometimes the most ordinary things could be made extraordinary, simply by doing them with the right people.
  • It would be like describing colors to someone blind from birth: The words might be understood, but the concept would remain mysterious and private.
  • Focus in on the genre you want to write, and read books in that genre. A LOT of books by a variety of authors. And read with questions in your mind.
  • He took a few steps before responding. “You are special,” he finally said, and the way e said it made her wonder if he wanted to add something else.
  • I’m sorry’ I said again. Whenever someone tells you something said, it’s the only thing you can think to say, even if you’re already said it before.
  • She was sleeping in a quiet bedroom beside her brother, separated only by glass and sand from the young man she loved, a young man who loved her back
  • I don’t know that I’ve ever felt as happy as I did that day, but then again, it was always like that when we were together. I never wanted it to end.
  • the description of lust was simple: two people learn they’re compatible , attraction grows, and the ancient instinct to preserve the species kicks in.
  • A good marriage, like any partnership, meant subordinating one’s own needs to that of the other’s, in the expectation that the other will do the same.
  • The general rule is that my life is focused on the present, and very little on the past. If anything, I’m a little bit more focused toward the future.
  • If conversation was the lyrics, laughter was the music, making time spent together a melody that could be replayed over and over without getting stale.
  • He thought of her often, and he missed the companionship they’d once shared and the friendship that had been the bedrock of their marriage at its best.
  • And for just a fleeting moment, a tiny wisp of time that hung in the air like fireflies in summer skies, she wondered if she was in love with him again.
  • I know, but no matter what I choose I have to live with it. Forever. I have to be able to go forward and not look back anymore. Can you understand that?
  • Allie noticed it all, every sound, every thought. Her senses had come alive, invigorating her, and she felt her mind drifting through the last few weeks.
  • A typical agent in New York gets 400 query letters a month. Of those, they might ask to read 3-4 manuscripts, and of those, they might ask to represent 1.
  • Why did you say you believed me ?” In profile, he could see both the young woman she was becoming and the little girl he remembered. “Because I trust you.
  • Usually, I start thinking about my next novel soon after completing the latest, and it can take anywhere from a month to 6 months to come up with a story.
  • Do you ever sit back and wonder what it all means? Whether this is it or if there’s something greater out there? Or if you were meant for something better?
  • I love you, Katie. You might not be ready to say those words now, and maybe you’ll never be able to say them, but that doesn’t change how I feel about you.
  • As compromised as their marriage might be, part of her still believed in her vows. She loved the man he’d been, and she loved the man she knew he could be.
  • One day you’re going to learn something that can’t be explained with science. And when that happens, your life’s going to change in ways you can’t imagine.
  • Believe it or not, I don’t collaborate with women, though my agent and editor are both females. For the most part, they do little editing on my characters.
  • She liked to sit on the front porch in the afternoons and read books she’d checked out from the library. Aside from coffee, reading was her only indulgence.
  • I can’t live my life happily knowing you’re with someone else. That would kill a part of me. What we have is rare. it’s too beautiful to just throw it away.
  • I’m not perfect, either. In the end, it’s only God’s judgement that matters, and I’ve learned enough to know that no one can presume to know the will of God.
  • She had been proud of his decision to serve his country, her heart bursting with love and admiration the first time she saw him outfitted in his dress blues.
  • In the blink of an eye, something happens by chance – when you least expect it – sets you on a course that you never planned, into a future you never imagined.
  • You are the answer to every prayer I’ve offered. You are a song, a dream, a whisper, and I don’t know how I could have lived without you for as long as I have.
  • I don’t get involved in casting, budgets, location or promotion. Just the script. And, of course, the promotional tour. Which is fine with me – I’m a novelist.
  • The secret is to know how to lie” he used to say, ” and to know when someone’s lying to you”. His father, Steve eventually decided, must have known how to lie.
  • Love is fragile. And we’re not always its best caretakers. We just muddle through and do the best we can. And hope this fragile thing survives against all odds.
  • A woman shaking in fear from demons in her mind, and the old man who loves her more deeply than life itself, crying softly in the corner, his face in his hands.
  • In the end, you should always do the right thing, even if it’s hard. I know that might not help you and that the right thing isn’t always so easy to figure out.
  • I know we loved each other, but distance can do strange things to people and before I was willing to tell you about it, I wanted to be certain that it would last
  • It doesn’t sound so far-fetched, right? When two people love each other? While a part of me still wants to believe it’s possible, I know it’s not going to happen
  • Without you in my arms, I feel an emptiness in my soul. I find myself searching the crowds for your face – I know it’s an impossibility, but I cannot help myself.
  • It’ll be hard, but life moves fast-we’ll see each other again. I know that. I can feel that. Just like I can feel how much you care for me and how much I love you
  • But most of all, I learned that it’s possible for two people to fall in love all over again, even when there’s been a lifetime of disappointment between them.
  • Jamie: You’re acting like a crazy person, what’s going on? Landon: Right now, you’re straddling the state line. Jamie: OK… Landon: You’re in two places at once.
  • You are my best friend as well as my lover, and I do not know which side of you I enjoy the most. I treasure each side, just as I have treasured our life together.
  • Most characters are composed of snippets here and there of people I’ve known, and all rolled into the character I’ve created. They do become like their own people.
  • Our story has three parts: a beginning, a middle, and an end. And although this is the way all stories unfold, I still can’t believe that ours didn’t go on forever.
  • As a girl, she had come to believe in the ideal man — the prince or knight of her childhood stories. In the real world, however, men like that simply didn’t exist.
  • Love is always patient and kind. It is never jealous.Love is never boastful or conceited. It is never rude or selfish. It does not take offense and is not resentful.
  • Sometimes my grief is overwhelming, and even though I understand that we will never see each other again, there is a part of me that wants to hold on to you forever.
  • The movies are fun, but I’m a novelist. In many ways, screenwriting is much easier than writing novels. I find screenplays twenty times easier to write than a novel.
  • because the past was always around her and might return at any time. It prowled the world searching for her, and she knew it was growing angrier at every passing day.
  • it was important to him that i know who she was, so im glad for that. but it makes me sad too. they loved each other so much, and now she’s gone. it doesn’t seem fair.
  • It’s probably not going to lead to anything. But that doesn’t mean you shouldn’t try. If everyone who thought they might fail didn’t even try, where would we be today?
  • It was one thing, after all, to know his feelings for Amanda hadn’t changed; it was another thing entirely to face the future with the certainty that they never would.
  • How can I describe how much I love you? Is it even possible to describe a love like that? I don’t know, but as I sit here with pen in hand, I know that I have to try.
  • I realized that there were times when we talked not because we needed to communicate anything important, but simply because we each drew comfort from the other’s voice.
  • I’m sure you think that I don’t understand what you’re going through, but I do. It’s just that sometimes, our future is dictated by what we are, opposed to what we want.
  • If we’d never met, I think I would have known my life wasn’t complete. And I would have wandered the world in search of you, even if I didn’t know who I was looking for.
  • My wife, my family, my friends – they’ve all taught me things about love and what that emotion really means. In a nutshell, loving someone is about giving, not receiving.
  • By making the place and the people and the feelings real, by the time someone closes the cover of one of my books, they have, hopefully, felt all of the emotions of life.
  • Absolutely not. I’m an expert in procrastination, but the last thing I want you to think is that I’m incompetent, too. Because I’m actually pretty good at what I do.” -Jo
  • I write the things that I find most attractive in women. I like intelligence, I like passion – give me a little fire, be strong, don’t be wishy-washy, do the right thing.
  • I think that enduring, committed love between a married couple, along with raising children, is the most noble act anyone can aspire to. It is not written about very much.
  • I have always been a firm believer in God and the power of prayer, though to be honest, my faith has made for alist of questions I definitely want answered after I’m gone.
  • Outside the hospital, I squinted in the harsh morning sunlight. I could hear birds chirping in the tree, but even though I searched for them, they remained hidden from me.
  • I finally understood what true love meant…love meant that you care for another person’s happiness more than your own, no matter how painful the choices you face might be.
  • Don’t take my advice. Or anyone’s advice. Trust yourself. For good or for bad, happy or unhappy, it’s your life, and what you do with it has always been entirely up to you.
  • It doesn’t matter to me whether I write in a man’s voice or a woman’s, or first or third person for that matter. Those choices come down to the story and I just go with it.
  • While I’m not an expect in psychology, I’m of the opinion that anyone – even strangers – can sense the urgency of a request, and most people will usually do the right thing.
  • Beauty might prevail in the very short term, but in the medium and longer terms, cultural norms – primarily those values and norms influenced by family – were more important.
  • It was inevitable, of course, but somehow it didn’t seem right to Alex that they would never remember the sound of Carly’s laughter, or know how deeply she’d once loved them.
  • Women want the fairytale. Not all women, of course, but most women grow up dreaming about the kind of man who would risk everything for them, even knowing they might get hurt.
  • But no matter what was going on in our lives, I could imagine lying beside her in bed at the end of the day, holding her while we talked and laughed, lost in each other’s arms
  • I can’t make this decision for you¶this one’s yours. I want you to know, though, that I love you. And I always will. I know that doesn’t help, but it’s all I can do.
  • It’s possible to go on, no matter how impossible it seems, and that in time, the grief . . . lessens. It may not go away completely, but after a while it’s not so overwhelming.
  • As the warm air blew in the car, simple snapshots of the life they’d lived together surfaced in his mind; but as always, those images led inexorably to their final day together.
  • I think that setting a novel in a small town taps into a sense of nostalgia among readers. People tend to believe life is different in small towns, and frankly, it is different.
  • But he had been in love once, that he knew. Once and only once, and a long time ago. And it had changed him forever. Perfect love did that to a person and this had been perfect.
  • Like her father, he wasn’t comfortable sharing his thoughts and feelings. She tried to explain that she needed to be closer to him, but it had never seemed to make a difference.
  • Makes sense to me. Sometimes starting over is exactly what a person needs. And I think it’s admirable. A lot of people don’t have the courage it takes to do something like that.
  • We sit silently and watch the world around us. This has taken us a lifetime to learn…for silence is pure. Silence is holy. It draws people together…this is the great paradox.
  • There’s nothing you can tell me that will change how I feel about you. Nothing. Because that isn’t you. It’s never been you. You’re the woman I’ve come to know. The woman I love.
  • A sad smile crossed her face, and I knew right then what she was trying to tell me. Her eyes never left mine as she finally said the words that numbed my soul. I’m dying, Landon.
  • You have a talent that comes from inside you, from your heart, not your fingers. What you have can’t ever go away. It’s what other people only dream about. You’re an artist.
  • And when I came in with tears in my eyes, you always knew whether I needed you to hold me or just let me be. I don’t know how you knew, but you did, and you made it easier for me.
  • I’ve been burdened by questions I’ve asked myself a thousand times since the last time we were together. Why did I do it? And would I do it again? It was I, you see, who ended it.
  • Noah Calhoun watched the fading sun sink lower from the wrap around porch of his plantation-style home.He liked to sit here in the evenings, especially after working hard all day.
  • The past was gone and the future had yet to unfold, and he knew he should focus his life on the present. Yet his day-to-day existence suddenly struck him as endless and unbearable.
  • Love doesn’t mean anything if you’re not willing to make a commitment, and you have to think not only about what you want, but about what he wants. Not just now, but in the future.
  • People will tell you most of the story¶ and I’ve learned that the part they neglect to tell you is often the most important part. People hide the truth because they’re afraid.
  • Constellations shine with light that was emitted aeons ago, and I wait for something to come to me, words that a poet might use to illuminate life’s mysteries. But there is nothing.
  • He works at the kennel with Nana,” Ben piped up. “And I think him and Mom are dating.” At that, a stillness fell over a throng of admirers, punctuated by a few uncomfortable coughs.
  • Sometimes there would be someone else out there, someone she didn’t know, but when they saw each other each would nod, as if making a secret pact. No question, no small talk..agreed
  • That’¬ís a way to increase the realism to the reader, if you want to get technical – you leave it [character] vague and you let the reader fill in the blanks with their imagination.
  • But love, I’ve come to understand, is more than three words mumbled before bedtime. Love is sustained by action, a pattern of devotion in the things we do for each other every day.
  • While I find inspiration in real life, the actual stories are, thankfully, works of fiction – which, given the considerable turmoil in my character’s lives, is probably a good thing!
  • She was, in other words, the kind of girl who made the rest of us look bad, and whenever she glanced my way, I couldn’t help but feel guilty, even though I hadn’t done anything wrong.
  • maturity meant thinking about risk long before you pondered the reward, and that success and happiness in life were as much about avoiding mistakes as making your mark into the world.
  • I try to write every day until the book is done, but the exact process depends on the story and its structure. Sometimes, if the story is more linear, I write it from beginning to end.
  • I been watchin’ you, workin day and night, slavin so hard you barely have time to catch your breath. People do that for three reasons. Either they crazy, or stupid, or tryin’ to forget.
  • How had I become middle-aged while the ravages of time ignored her? I didn’t know and didn’t care, and before I could stop them, the words were already out. “You’re beautiful,” I murmured.
  • I think that men know how to romance a woman and most do it well, at least for a time, otherwise women wouldn’t marry them. The problem is that most of them begin to rest on their laurels.
  • God, he suddenly understood, was love in its purest form, and in these last months with his children, he had felt His touch as surely as he had heard the music spilling from Ronnie’s hands.
  • Just when you think it can’t get worse, it can. And just when you think it can’t get any better, it will. But as long as you remember that he loves you and you love him you’ll be just fine.
  • It was their secret, a secret meant for just the two of them, and she’d never been able to imagine how it would sound coming from someone else. But, somehow, Logan made it sound just right.
  • It’s a full moon here tonight, which makes me think of you. Because, I know that no matter what I am doing or where I am, this moon will always be the same size as yours, half a world away.
  • He smiled, thinking that for just an instant, it was easy to imagine they were still married, both of them on the same team, both of them still in love. Except, of course, that they weren’t.
  • He stared at her, knowing with certainty that he was falling in love. He pulled her close and kissed her beneath a blanket of stars, wondering how on earth he’d been lucky enough to find her.
  • For them, it was nothing but an ordinary day on an ordinary day on an ordinary weekend, but for her, there was something revelatory about the notion that wonderful moments like these existed.
  • Based on her experience with men, most assumed that when you talked to them about a problem or dilemma, they were expected to offer an opinion, even when all you wants was for them to listen.
  • But when the Holy Spirit controls our lives, he will produce this kind of fruit in us: love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness and self-control. Galatians 5:22
  • Jamie: “I didn’t want anybody to be weird around me.” Landon: “Including me?” Jamie: “Especially you! You know, I was getting along with everything fine. I accepted it, and then you happened!”
  • You know…it’s a hard age. Kids are in that stage where they’re beginning to understand the world of adults, without having the maturity of adults to deal with everything going on around them.
  • I guess what I’m trying to say is that you are there, in everything I am, in everything I’ve ever done, and looking back, I know that I should have told you know much you’ve always meant to me.
  • She wanted something else, something different, something more. Passion and romance, perhaps, or maybe quiet conversations in candlelit rooms, or perhaps something as simple as not being second.
  • The stars were out in full, the crickets a little quieter. He had enjoyed talking to Allie and wondered what she’d thought about his life, hoping it would somehow make a difference, if it could.
  • She wasnt exactly sure when it happened. Or even when it started. All she knew for sure was that right here and now, she was falling hard and she could only pray that he was feeling the same way.
  • People are self-absorbed. I think that the mass ability of communication now probably allows individuals to meet more self-absorbed individuals. It has certainly changed the way that people meet.
  • As far as I can tell, dumping soda on people is the equivalent of òHi, it’s nice to meet you’ in this part of the world. Frankly, I think standard greetings work better, but what do I know?
  • Jamie saved my life. She taught me everything. About life, hope and the long journey ahead. I’ll always miss her. But our love is like the wind. I can’t see it, but I can feel it.” – Landon Carter
  • Theresa, I know there’s a part of you that believes you can change someone, but the reality is that you can’t. You can change yourself, and Garrett can change himself, but you can’t do it for him.
  • I wanted to write a story that was different than what I’ve done before – so I decided to write dual love stories that will keep the reader wondering how the stories will come together by the end.
  • Life, he realize, was much like a song. In the beginning there is mystery, in the end there is confirmation, but it’s in the middle where all the emotion resides to make the whole thing worthwhile.
  • I’ll think about you everyday. Part of me is scared that there’ll come a time when you don’t feel the same way, that you’ll somehow forget about what we shared, so this is what I want to do forever.
  • Emotions come and go and can’t be controlled so there’s no reason to worry about them. That in the end, people should be judged by their actions since in the end it was actions that defined everyone.
  • See, that was the problem in relationships when emotion began muddying the waters. It was as if (Lexie) expected him to do or say exactly the right thing at exactly the right time, whatever that was.
  • Ironically, he’d yet to leave a good impression. First he’d spilled soda on her, next she’d seen him almost involved in a riot, and then this morning she’d believed him to be either lazy or an idiot.
  • I suppose more than anything, it’s the way of life in this part of the country that influences my writing. In Eastern North Carolina, with the exception of Wilmington, most people live in small towns.
  • The sky grew darker and the moon rose higher as the evening wore on. and without either or them being conscious of it, they began to regain the intimacy, the bond of familiarity, they had once shared.
  • People want pretty much the same things: They wanted to be happy. Most young people seemed to think that those things lay somewhere in the future, while most older people believed they lay in the past.
  • You’re a wonderful person, Jamie. You’re beautiful, you’re kind, you’re gentle…you’re everything that I’d like to be. If people don’t like you, or they think you’re strange, then that’s their problem.
  • Until you came along, I never knew how much I’d been missing. I never knew that a touch could be so meaningful or an expression so eloquent; I never knew that a kiss could literally take my breath awa
  • So it’s not gonna be easy. It’s going to be really hard; we’re gonna have to work at this everyday, but I want to do that because I want you. I want all of you, forever, everyday. You and me… everyday.
  • Never forget that anticipation is an important part of life. Work’s important, family’s important, but without excitement, you have nothing. You’re cheating yourself if you refuse to enjoy what’s coming.
  • If I tried to write long-hand, I suppose I’d never finish a novel. I edit too much as I write – the paper would be “white-out” and sharpie marks. Writing with a computer works for me, so I stick with it.
  • It was inevitable for people to try to create a sense of normalcy in a place where nothing was normal. It helped one get through the day, to add predictability to a life that was inherently unpredictable.
  • As I write, I am struggling with the ghost of someone I loved and lost. I now understand more fully the difficulties you were going through, and I realize how painful it must have been for you to move on.
  • Every couple needs to argue now and then. Just to prove that the relationship is strong enough to survive. Long-term relationships, the ones that matter, are all about weathering the peaks and the valleys.
  • but she realized that she wanted him to know her. She wanted him to understand her, if only because she had strange sense that he was the kind of man she could fall in love with, even if she didn’t want to.
  • She squeezed my hand, and I drew a shaky breath, marveling at the fact that while on an ordinary leave in an ordinary place, I’d somehow fallen in love with an extraordinary girl named Savannaah Lynn Curtis.
  • Not everything,” he said. “Not the important things. My kids are safe. You’re safe. That’s all I really care about. This” – he said motioning – “is just stuff. Most of it can be replaced. It just takes time.
  • A moment later, he plopped down on the sand beside her, and when they accidentally touched, Gabby had the briefest flash of them sitting together just like this on a hundred different weekends in the future.
  • I have some art, but I am a hobbyist. I would not consider myself an expert but in the course of writing this novel I became very familiar with the various movements in American Modern Art from 1900 onwards.
  • There are always differences when you adapt a novel to a film. A novel is longer so you’re automatically cutting out elements and introspection but this is actually a film that stays very close to the novel.
  • There is a fine line I have to walk throughout the writing process in a novel. It is this line between drama and melodrama, and it is this line between evoking genuine emotional power and being manipulative.
  • Women are more attuned to feelings than men are, and if they’re not being truthful, more often than not it’s because they think truth might hurt your feelings. But it doesn’t mean they don’t love you.
  • Life was messy. Always had been and always would be and that was just the way it was, so why bother complaining? You either did something about it or you didn’t, and then you lived with the choice you made.
  • When you’re struggling with something, look at all the people around you and realize that every single person you see is struggling with something, and to them, it’s just as hard as what you’re going through.
  • You’re going to come across people in your life who will say all the right words at all the right times. But in the end, it’s always their actions you should judge them by. It’s actions, not words, that matter.
  • While I sleep, I dream of you, and when I wake, I long to hold you in my arms. If anything, our time apart has only made me more certain that I want to spend my nights by your side, and my days with your heart.
  • Everyone is always going through tough things, the irony in it is that everyone thinks what they’re going through is just as hard as what you are. Life isn’t about surviving this, it’s about understanding this.
  • And if, in some distant place in the future, we see each other in our new lives, I will smile at you with joy, and remember how we spent a summer beneath the trees, learning from each other and growing in love.
  • It’s strange, I think, the way our lives turn out. Moments of circumstance, when later combined with conscious decisions and actions and a boatload of hope, can eventually forge a future that seems predestined.
  • Savannah sometimes sounded a lot like the little voice that had taken up residence in my head but never bothered paying rent, and right now it whispered that if I felt guilty, maybe I was doing something wrong.
  • By reading a lot of novels in a variety of genres, and asking questions, it’s possible to learn how things are done – the mechanics of writing, so to speak – and which genres and authors excel in various areas.
  • You don’t feel the need to talk all the time, do you,” she said. He smiled. “No.” “Most people don’t know how to appreciate silence. They can’t help talking.” “I talk, I just want to have something to say first.
  • You really love her don’t you,” she said. With all my heart.” She looked as sad as I’d ever seen her. What’s your heart telling you to do?” I don’t know.” Maybe”, she said gently,”You’re trying to hard to hear it.
  • Had she been in town, the two of them would have spent most of the day together, and she didn’t want that. Then again, deep down, it was exactly what she wanted, leaving her more confused that she’d been in years.
  • Whenever I work on a film, I have three rules. Only three and I tell them to every screenwriter. I say let’s retain the spirit and the intent of the overall story. Let’s make it the best film that we possibly can.
  • In all my life, I’d never been as sure of anything, and as much as I hoped to one day hear Savannah say these words to me, what mattered most was knowing that love was mine to give, without strings or expectations.
  • You’re a hero and a gentleman, you’re kind and honest, but more than that, you’re the first man I ever truly loved. And no matter what the future brings, you always will be, and I know that my life is better for it.
  • The best love is the kind that awakens the soul and makes us reach for more, that plants a fire in our hearts and brings peace to our minds. And that’s what you’ve given me. That’s what I’d hoped to give you forever
  • The inspiration for my novels comes from the depths of a creative well, based on asking myself questions over and over. I try to write something different each time I sit down to write; I try to surprise the readers.
  • Men are like that sometimes – if they meet someone and fall in love, it’s real, no matter how fast it happened. But if someone falls for a woman they happen to care about, all they do is question the man’s intentions.
  • Commitment, I finally said. Both people have to be committed. I think if two people are committed to the marriage, if they really want to make it work, then they’ll find a way to do it. No matter what happens in life.
  • He was a wonderful man. And when a man is that special, you know it sooner than you think possible. You recognize it instinctively, and you’re certain that no matter what happens, there will never be another one like him.
  • Believe me, I’m no romantic, and while I’ve heard all about love at first sight, I’ve never believed in it, and I still don’t. But even so, there was something there, something recognizably real, and I couldn’t look away.
  • Watching you walk out of my life does not make me bitter or cynical about love. But rather makes me realize that if I wanted so much to be with the wrong person, how beautiful it will be when the right person comes along.
  • That’s the thing about being the product of happily marries parents, You grow up thinking the fairy tale is real, and more than that, you think you’re entitled to live it. So far, though, it wasn’t working out as planned.
  • There’s always a ‘but’ when it comes to jobs. Like, I love my job but my colleagues are first-rate, but…a couple of them like to dress like superheroes on the weekend and I can’t help but wonder if they’re nuts.” – Logan
  • Miles: Well, things are kind of complicated right now. When you’re a grown-up, you’ll understand. Jonah: I don’t want to be a grown-up. Miles: Why not? Jonah: Because grown-ups always say that things are complicated.
  • I suppose [my life] has most resembled a blue chip stock: fairly stable, more ups than downs, and gradually trending upward over time. A good buy, a lucky buy, and I’ve learned that not everyone can say that about his life.
  • If some lives form a perfect circle, other take shape in ways we cannot predict or always understand. Loss has been part of my journey. But it has also shown me what is precious. So has love for which I can only be grateful.
  • That’s another reason I keep putting marriage off. I know I want something like what you two share, and I’m not sure I’ve found it yet. I’m not sure I ever will. And with love like that…they say anything’s possible, right?
  • everyone – you included – is on her best behavior in the beginning of a relationship. Sometimes little quirks turn out to be big ones, and the big advantage that women have – sometimes the only advantage – is their intuition.
  • When I am in the process of conceiving a story, I make sure it can be told with words and pictures. The story has to be creative, original and interesting in both areas. Many stories get rejected because they feel derivative.
  • I don’t know if spirits do indeed roam the world, but even if they do, I will sense your presence everywhere. When I listen to the ocean, it will be your whispers; when I see a dazzling sunset, it will be your image in the sky.
  • Nothing is really lost or can be lost, No birth, identity, form–no object of the world, Nor life, nor force, nor any visible thing… The body, sluggish, aged , cold–the embers left from early fires, …shall duly flame again
  • To be quite honest, I’ve been very blessed when I’ve worked with Hollywood. The studios that have purchased my work to be adapted to film have really liked the work and wanted to stay as close as they could to what the book was.
  • Spending time with you just feels…right,somehow. Easy, like the way it’s supposed to be. Like it is with my parents. They’re just comfortable together, and I remember growing up thinking that one day I wanted to have that, too.
  • Finally getting control of myself, I kissed her again, then brought my hand to her face, gently running my fingers over her cheek. I marveled at the softness of her skin, the gentleness I saw in her eyes. Even now she was perfect.
  • But because they didn’t see each other very often, their relationship had more ups and downs than either of them had experienced before. Since everything felt right when they were together, everything felt wrong when they weren’t.
  • I have no complaints about my path and the places it has taken me; enough complaints to fill a circus tent about other things, maybe, but the path I’ve chosen has always been the right one, and I wouldn’t have had it any other way.
  • I call it God Light, because it reminds me of heaven. Every time the light shines through the window we built or any window at all, you’ll know I’m right there with you, okay? That’s going to be me. I’ll be the light in the window.
  • The saddest people I’ve ever met in life are the ones who don’t care deeply about anything at all. Passion and satisfaction go hand in hand, and without them, any happiness is only temporary, because there’s nothing to make it last.
  • I’m Catholic, and my wife is Catholic. We’re very religious. We go to church. We pray every night. We pray at dinner. To me, Catholics regard themselves as very Christian. Some Christians view Catholics as not necessarily Christian.
  • She was my dream. She made me who I am, and holding her in my arms was more natural to me than my own heartbeat. I think about her all the time. Even now, when I’m sitting here, I think about her. There could never have been another.
  • It happens to everyone as they grow up. You find out who you are and what you want, and then you realize that people you’ve known forever don’t see things the way you do. So you keep the wonderful memories, but find yourself moving on.
  • I love you. I am who I am because of you. You are every reason, every hope, and every dream I’ve ever had, and no matter what happens to us in the future, everyday we are together is the greatest day of my life. I will always be yours.
  • I cry to you, my Lord, my rock! Do not be deaf to me, for if you are silent, I shall go down to the pit like the rest. Hear my voice raised in petition as I cry to you for help, as I raise my hands, my Lord, toward your holy of holies.
  • I held her close to me with my eyes closed, wonering if anything in my life had ever been this perfect and knowing at the same time that it hadn’t. I was in love, and the feeling was even more wonderful than I ever imagined it could be.
  • Never forget that God is your friend. And like all friends, He longs to hear what’s been happening in your life. Good or bad, whether it’s been full of sorrow or anger, or even when you’re questioning why terrible things have to happen.
  • They didn’t agree on much. In fact, they didn’t agree on anything. They fought all the time and challenged each other ever day. But despite their differences, they had one important thing in common. They were crazy about each other.
  • It wasn’t that long, and it certainly wasn’t the kind of kiss you see in movies these days, but it was wonderful in its own way, and all I can remember about the moment is that when our lips touched, I knew the memory would last forever.
  • And suddenly she knew exactly why Catherine had fallen in love with him. It wasn’t that he was unusually attractive, or ambitious, or even charming. He was partly those things, but more important, he seemed to live life on his own terms.
  • I am lost without you. I am soulless, a drifter without a home, a solitary bird in a flight to nowhere. I am all these things, and I am nothing at all. This, my darling, is my life without you. I long for you to show me how to live again.
  • …when a wife wouldn’t testify, little punishment was meted out. Alex came to understand that only those who pressed charges ever became truly free, because the life they were leading was a prison, even if most of them wouldn’t admit it.
  • Jamie: You know what I figured out today? Landon: What? Jamie: Maybe God has a bigger plan for me than I had for myself. Like this journey never ends. Like you were sent to me because I’m sick. To help me through all this. You’re my angel.
  • Summer romances end for all kinds of reasons. But when all is said and done, they have one thing in common: They are shooting stars-a spectacular moment of light in the heavens, a fleeting glimpse of eternity. And in a flash, they’re gone.
  • Maybe we’ve lived a thousand lives before this one and in each of them we’ve found each other… I know I’ve spent every life before this one searching for you. Not someone like you but you, for your soul and mine must always come together.
  • She would tell him what she wanted in her life–her hopes and dreams for the future–and he would listen intently and then promise to make it all come true. And the way he said it made her believe him, and she knew how much he meant to her.
  • That’s the difference between family and friends. Family is always there, no matter what, even when it’s not right next door. Which means that you’ll find a way to keep the connection alive. Especially since you realize how important it is.
  • Do you see these hands?” Jo said, holding them up. “These were made for caressing handsome men and meant to be adorned with pretty nails and diamond rings. They’re not made for paint rollers and paint splatter and that kind of manual labor.
  • You and I were different. We came from different worlds, and yet you were the one how taught me the value of love. You showed me what it was like to care for another, and I am a better man because of it. I don’t want you to ever forget that.
  • I suddenly understood that even love and caring weren’t always enough. They were the concrete bricks of our relationship, but unstable without the mortar of time spent together, time without the threat of imminent separation hanging over us.
  • Mike, however, heard nothing at all. Lost in her breathlike touch, he knew only one thing for sure: In the instant their lips first met, there was a flicker of something almost electrical that made him believe the feeling would last forever.
  • The memories of the day played in his mind, but this time, his thoughts were of his daughter and the way she’d clung to Katie, her little face buried in Katie’s neck. The last time he’d seen that, he reflected, was when Carly had been alive.
  • Because it protects you. And when I jumped from the Humvee, I believed it would save me, too, in the same way you believe it will always save you.ù úNo, I don’t,ù Thibault began. úThen why, my friend, do you still carry it with you?
  • I have come to realize that destiny can hurt a person as much as it can bless them, and I find myself wondering why–out of all the people in all the world I could ever have loved–I had to fall in love with someone who was taken away from me.
  • And when her lips met mine, I knew that I could live to be a hundred and visit every country in the world, but nothing would ever compare to that single moment when I first kissed the girl of my dreams and knew that my love would last forever.
  • I love you, Gabby, more than you’ll ever know. You’re everything I’ve ever wanted in a wife. You’re every hope and every dream I’ve ever had, and you’ve made me happier than any man could possibly be. I don’t ever want to give that up. I can’t.
  • It is at moments like these that I know my what my purpose is in life. I am here to love you, to hold you in my arms, to protect you. I am here to learn from you and to receive your love in return.I am here because there is no other place to be.
  • If pinpointing God’s presence were really that simple, then he supposed the beaches would be more crowded in the mornings. They would be filled with people on their own quests, instead of people jogging or walking their dogs or fishing in the surf.
  • But…as bad as it was, I learned something about myself. That I could go through something like that and survive. I mean, I know it could have been worse–a lot worse– but for me, it was all I could have handled at the time. And I learned from it.
  • There are moments when I wish I could roll back the clock and take all the sadness away, but I have a feeling that if I did, the joy would be gone as well. So I take the memories as they come, accepting them all, letting them guide me whenever I can.
  • I’d like to be remembered not only for my body of work but also for specific novels. Ideally, I want to be remembered in the same way as Stephen King, who defined and exemplified excellence in the horror genre in the late 20th and early 21st century.
  • There are winds of destiny that blow when we least expect them. Sometimes they gust with the fury of a hurricane, sometimes they barely fan one’s cheek. But the winds cannot be denied, bringing as they often do a future that is impossible to ignore.
  • You’ll make mistakes and struggle like everyone, but when you are with the right person, you’ll almost perfect joy, like you are the luckiest person who ever lived. And that means you’ll love and be loved…and in the end, nothing else really matters.
  • For some reason, it didn’t feel right. Victor’s words seemed to confirm that. There was another reason that he’d come here. Falling in love with Elizabeth might have been part of it. But that wasn’t all. Something else was coming. There is more.
  • Do you know what you’re saying when you say, “Whatever”? It’s just a code word for the f-word, followed by “you.” And at your age, you never, ever. say that to anyone.’ ” Blaze leaned back. “So now, when someone says it to me, I just say, ‘You too.’ (72)
  • After I got shot, you want to know the very first thing that entered my mind? The U.S. Mint. I am coin in the U.S. Army. Now, I have two small holes in me. I’m no longer perfectly culled. Do you want to know the very last thing that entered my mind, You.
  • It’s hard for me to talk to her. All I can do when I look at her is think about the day when I won’t be able to. So I spend all my time at school thinking about her, wishing I could see her right then, but when I get to her house, I don’t know what to say.
  • When we first met, I didn’t want to get involved with anyone. I didn’t have the time or energy, and I wasn’t sure that I was ready for it. But you were so good to me, and I got swept up in that. And little by little, I found myself falling in love with you.
  • Life passes by now like the scenery outside a car window. I breathe and eat and sleep as I always did, but there seems to be no great purpose in my life that requires active participation on my part…I do not know where I am going or when I will get there.
  • There are memories for both of us, of course, but I’ve learned that memories can have a physical, almost living presence, and in this, Savannah and I are different as well.If hers are stars in the nighttime sky, mine are the haunted empty spaces in beetween.
  • By the time she got back to work, the only thing Gabby knew for certain was that as forgiving as he’d been, she’d never live down what she’d done, and since there wasn’t a rock large enough to crawl under, it was in her best interest to find a way to avoid him.
  • I’ve come to understand that arguing with [my wife] about it has never solved anything. So instead of denying it, I’ve learned to take her hands, look her in the eyes, and respond with those three magic words every woman wants to hear: “You’re right, sweetheart.
  • My daddy used to tell me ‘the first time you fall in love it changes your life forever, and no matter how hard you try, the feelin’ never goes away. This girl you been tellin’ me about was your first love. And no matter what you do, she’ll stay with you forever.
  • In this world that we live in we have originality in literature, but we also have TV and movies. I write love stories. I could never write a love story based on the Titanic – that was never a novel. If I see an idea that’s been done in film, I try to avoid that.
  • Admittedly, there was a lot she still didn’t know about him, but she did know this: He completed her in a way that she’d never thought possible. Knowledge isn’t everything, she told herself, and she knew then that, in Nana’s words, he was the toast to her butter.
  • Thank you for coming into my life and giving me joy, thank you for loving me and receiving my love in return. Thank you for the memories I will cherish forever. But most of all, thank you for showing me that there will come a time when I can eventually let you go.
  • We fell in love, despite our differences, and once we did, something rare and beautiful was created. For me, love like that has only happened once, and that’s why every minute we spent together has been seared in my memory. I’ll never forget a single moment of it.
  • In times of grief and sorrow I will hold you and rock you, and take your grief and make it my own. When you cry, I cry, and when you hurt, I hurt. And together we will try to hold back the floods to tears and despair and make it through the potholed street of life.
  • You never answered my question, about what you want to do with your life. Maybe my dreams aren’t that complicated. Maybe I think that a job is just a job. What does that mean? Maybe I don’t want to be defined by what I do. Maybe I’d like to be defined by what I am.
  • She smiled. “I need your opinion,” she said. “What do you think about something sleeveless for this weekend? With a cinched waist and a medium train?” I brought my hand to my chin and considered this. “Sounds okay,” I said. “But I think I’d look better in a tuxedo.
  • I met my wife on Spring break when I was in college. I was at the University of Notre Dame. She was at the University of New Hampshire. I bumped into her in Florida and told her the next day that I was going to marry her and 20 or something years later here we are.
  • That she had somehow taken the initiative to learn my name should have struck me then, but it did not. Instead, as she stood on the street with the rain coming down and mascara running onto her cheeks, all I could think was that I’d never seen anyone more beautiful.
  • You need someone who has a really good way of enabling trust in the cast and crew, or the cast particularly, to allow them the confidence to stretch themselves to get the performance that you’re going to need to provide all of the emotional up and downs in the film.
  • Oh yeah? What did you have last night?” “Turkey sandwich on wheat. With a pickle.” “And the night before?” “Turkey sandwich on wheat. No pickle.” She giggled. “What was the last hot meal you cooked?” He pretended to rack his brains. “Uh…beans and franks. On Monday.
  • There are guys who grow up thinking they’ll settle down some distant time in the future, and there are guys who are ready for marriage as soon as they meet the right person. The former bore me, mainly because they’re pathetic; and the latter, frankly are hard to find.
  • More than anything, he wanted to return to the house with the same look of peace that he’d seen on Pastor Harris’s face, but he trudged through the sand, he couldn’t help feeling like an amateur, someone searching for God’s truths like a child searching for seashells.
  • Part of me aches at the thought of her being so close yet so untouchable, but her story and mine are different now. It wasn’t easy for me to accept this simple truth, because there was a time when our stories were the same, but that was six years and two lifetimes ago.
  • America was in full swing now, all the papers said so, and people were rushing forward, leaving behind the horrors of war. She understood the reasons, but they were rushing, like Lon, toward long hours and profits, neglecting the things that brought beauty to the world.
  • I want to wake up with you beside me in the mornings. I want to spend my evenings looking at you across the dinner table. I want to share every mundane detail of my day with you and hear every detail of yours. I want to laugh with you and fall asleep with you in my arms.
  • In another place, in another time, she would have felt the majesty of the beauty around her, but as she stood on the beach, she realized that she didn’t feel anything at all. In a way, she felt as if she weren’t really here, as if the whole thing was nothing but a dream.
  • I am nothing special, of this I am sure. I am a common man with common thoughts and I’ve led a common life. There are no monuments dedicated to me and my name will soon be forgotten, but I’ve loved another with all my heart and soul, and to me, this has always been enough.
  • My novels are in the literature section as opposed to the romance section of bookstores because they’re not romance novels. If I tried to have them published as romances, they’d be rejected. I write dramatic fiction; a further sub-genre would classify them as love stories.
  • I don’t know. I really don’t. While I was in the living room, I kept asking myself what I really wanted in life.” She squeezed his hand. “And do you know what the answer was? The answer was that I wanted two things. First, I want you. I want us. I love you and I always have.
  • I think my dad was happy. I phrase it like this because he seldom showed much emotion. Hugs and kisses wwere a rarity for me growing up, and when they did happen, they often struck me as lifeless, something he did because he felt he was supposed to, not because he wanted to.
  • It was a life, she eventually concluded, that had been lived in the middle ground, where contentment and love were found in the smallest details of people’s lives. It was a life of dignity and honor, not without sorrows yet fulfilling in a way that few experiences ever were.
  • Above all, a query letter is a sales pitch and it is the single most important page an unpublished writer will ever write. It’s the first impression and will either open the door or close it. It’s that important, so don’t mess it up. Mine took 17 drafts and two weeks to write.
  • I think you’re intelligent and charming, and that you’re a person with a kind heart. I know that when you want to, you can look more beautiful than anyone I’ve ever met. You’re independent, you’ve got a good sense of humor, and you show surprising patience with children.” -Alex
  • The romantics would call this a love story, the cynics would call it a tragedy. In my mind it’s a little bit of both, and no matter how you choose to view it in the end, it does not change the fact that it involves a great deal of my life and the path I’ve chosen to follow.
  • I don’t care if your dad is the Sultan of Brunei. You happened to be born into a privileged family. What you do with that truth is completely up to you. I’m here because I want to be with you. But if I didn’t, all the money in the world wouldn’t have changed my feelings for you.
  • Working on a novel is very solitary and I get to be the boss. I’m the dictator, so I win every battle. So, in that sense, novels are easier because you don’t have to answer to anyone. And then, you go into something like film and there are more cooks in the kitchen, so to speak.
  • Because you aren’t just someone I loved back then. You were my best friend, my best self, and I can’t imagine giving that up again.” He hesitated searching for the right words. “You might not understand, but I gave you the best of me, and after you left, nothing was ever the same.
  • Loving someone and having them love you back is the most precious thing in the world. It’s what made it possible for me to go on, but you don’t seem to realize that. Even when love is right there in front of you, you choose to turn away from it. You’re alone because you want to be.
  • You were spying on us?” “It was kind of hard not to. You were right there by the workshop with Will. it looked like he was practically squishing you to death.” “He wasn’t,” Ronnie assured him. “I’m just saying how it looked.” She smiled. You’ll understand when you’re a little older.
  • I don’t want to lose you.’ His voice almost a whisper. Seeing his haggard expression, she took his hand and squeezed it, then reluctantly let it go. She could feel the tears again, and she fought them back. ‘But you don’t want to keep me, either, do you?’ To that, he had no response.
  • Dreams are always crushing when they don’t come true. But it’s the simple dreams that are often the most painful because they seem so personal, so reasonable, so attainable. You’re always close enough to touch, but never quite close enough to hold and it’s enough to break your heart.
  • I knew it wasn’t fair, I knew it was wrong, but I couldn’t help it. And after a while, the anger I felt just sort of became part of me, like it was the only way I knew how to handle the grief. I didn’t like who I’d become, but I was stuck in this horrible cycle of questions and blame.
  • If you simply ignored the feeling, you would never know what might happen, and in many ways that was worse than finding out in the first place. Because if you were wrong, you could go forward in your life without ever looking back over your shoulder and wondering what might have been.
  • She’d preferred the uncertainty, if only because it allowed her to remember him the way he used to be. Sometimes, though, she wondered what he felt when he thought of that year they spent together, or if he ever marveled at what they’d shared, or even whether he thought of her at all.
  • Before I started (college), that’s the advice my dad gave me. He said to pick classes based on the teacher whenever you can, not the subject…his point was that good teachers are priceless. They inspire you, they entertain you, and you end up learning a ton even when you don’t know it.
  • But most of all, what really attracted me to her was her manner. She laughed a lot, and it’s easy to fall for someone who can find humor in any situation. She was also intelligent, well read, and well spoken, willing to listen and confident in her beliefs. And most of all, she was warm.
  • If relationships were hard, mariage was even harder… it seemed like most couples struggled. It went with the territory. What did Nana always say? Stick two different people with two different sets of expectations under one roof and it ain’t always going to be shrimp and grits on Easter.
  • I’ve done a number of films. I’ve been around this. I think the biggest challenge is just getting the script right, the way that you want the script to be. It’s really about capturing the complexity of emotions and creating the kind of characters that people will want to watch every week.
  • He put his arms around her. úWell, in my defense, then, whatever I did seemed to work, didn’t it?ù She sighed. úI suppose.ù úYou suppose?ù úWhat do you want? A medal?ù úFor starters. A trophy would be nice, too.ù She smiled. úWhat do you think you’re holding right now?
  • Staring at the stars was like staring backward in time, since some stars are so far away that their light takes millions of years just to reach us. That we see stars not as they look now, but as they were when dinosaurs roamed the earth. The whole concept just struck me as¶amazing somehow.
  • It’s funny, but have you ever noticed that the more special something is, the more people seem to take it for granted? It’s like they think it won’t ever change. Just like this house here. All it ever needed was a little attention, and it would never have ended up like this in the first place.
  • Now as he watched Katie toying with a ring that wasn’t there, he felt his old investigative instincts kick in. There’d been a husband, he thought; her husband was the missing element. Either she was still married or she wasn’t, but he had an undeniable hunch that Katie was still afraid of him.
  • Marriage is about becoming a team. You’re going to spend the rest of your life learning about each other, and every now and then, things blow up. But the beauty of marriage is that if you picked the right person and you both love each other, you’ll always figure out a way to get through it.
  • You were honest and hardworking and kind. You were polite and patient and more mature than any guy I’d dated before. And when we were together, you listened in a way that made me feel like I was the only woman in the world. You made me feel complete and spending time with you just seemed right.
  • I realize the odds, and science, are against me. But science is not the total answer; this I know, this I have learned in my lifetime. And that leaves me with the belief that miracles, no matter how inexplicable or unbelievable, are real and can occur without regard to the natural order of things.
  • I’m stuck babysitting turtle eggs while a volleyball player slash grease monkey slash aquarium volunteer tries to hit on me.ù I’m not hitting on you,ù he protested. No?ù Believe me, you’d know if I was hitting on you. You wouldn’t be able to stop yourself from succumbing to my charms.
  • There was no pretention here, no hidden meanings in the phrases they spoke, no elaborate plans designed to impress the other. Though it had always been easy to spend time with Mike, she suddenly realized that in the whirlwind of the past couple of weeks, she’d almost forgot how much she enjoyed it.
  • Where does a story truly begin? In life, there are seldom clear-cut beginnings, those moments when we can, in looking back, say that everything started. Yet there are moments when fate intersects with our daily lives, setting in motion a sequence of events whose outcome we could never have foreseen.
  • I’ve been thinking about you constantly since I left, wondering why the journey I’m on seemed to have led through you. I know my journey’s not over yet, and that life is a winding path, but I can only hope it somehow circles back to the place I belong. That’s how I think of it now. I belong with you.
  • You made me happy and you made me laugh, and if I could do it all over again, I would not hesitate. Look at our life, at the trips we took, the adventures we had. As your father used to say, we shared the longest ride together, this thing called life, and mine has been filled with joy because of you.
  • Some things definitely work better on film than in books. Introspection is great in books but it doesn’t work on film. Anything with high intensity, whether it’s a love scene, a car chase, a fight scene – those things work so well on film and oftentimes they can tell a much broader part of the story.
  • That was the dirty secret associated with her past. Not that she’d been abused but that somehow she felt that she deserved it because she’d let it happen. Even now, it shamed her, and there were times when she felt hideously ugly, as though the scars that had been left behind were visible to everyone.
  • I know. You could never hid anything. Your eyes always gave you away. You had the most wonderful eyes I’d ever seen.” She lifted her head from his shoulder and looked discretely at him. When she spoke, her voice was barely above a whisper. “I think I loved you more that summer than I ever loved anyone.
  • I tend to be pretty efficient with my time. I work on a novel for four to five hours a day, and then the rest of my day is spent doing other things, whether it’s spending time with my family, or going through and making notes on the script, or working on the marketing. It’s just a matter of scheduling.
  • I write 3-4 days a week, 4-5 hours at a time (with lots of breaks). My goal is 2000 words when I sit down to write and usually, I hit that, though it can take anywhere from 3-7 hours to get there. I usually know the basics of where the story is going, but the specifics just sort of come to me as I write.
  • That initial anger she had felt turned to sadness, and now it had become something else, almost a dullness of sorts. Even though she was constantly in motion, it seemed as if nothing special ever happened to her anymore. Each day seemed exactly like the last, and she had trouble differentiating among them.
  • They wouldn’t understand, and I don’t feel the need to explain, simply because I know in my heart how real it was. When I think of you, I can’t help smiling, knowing that you’ve completed me somehow. I love you, not just for now, but for always, and I dream of the day that you’ll take me in your arms again
  • But even though she was attractive, there was something else about her that caught his eye. She was intelligent, he could sense that right away, and confident, too, as if she were able to move through life on her own terms. To him, these were the things that really mattered. Without them, beauty was nothing.
  • Making love, she’d always believed, was more than simply a pleasurable act between two people. It encompassed all that a couple was supposed to share: trust & commitement, hopes & dreams, a promise to make it through whatever the future might bring. The greater the love; the greater the tragedy when it is over
  • I may be older and wiser, I may have lived another life since then, but I know that when my time eventually comes, the memories of that day will be the final images that float through my mind. I still love her, you see, and Iüve never removed my ring. In all these years Iüve never felt the desire to do so.
  • She wasn’t, nor ever had been, under the illusion that marriage was a relationship characterized by endless bliss and romance. Throw any two people together, add the inevitable ups and downs, give the mixture a vigorous stir, and a few stormy arguments were inevitable, no matter how the couple loved each other.
  • Who did she know in Raleigh who took the time off to fix a house? Or read Whitman or Eliot, finding images in the mind, thoughts of the spirit? Or hunted dawn from the bow of a canoe? These weren’t the things that drove society, but she felt they shouldn’t be treated as unimportant. They made living worthwhile.
  • Dusk is just an illusion because the sun is either above the horizon or below it. And that means that day and night are linked in a way that few things are there cannot be one without the other yet they cannot exist at the same time. How would it feel I remember wondering to be always together yet forever apart?
  • Richard…,” Julie said, staring down at the open jewelry case in her hand. Inside was an ornate, heart-shaped locket supported by a gold chain. “It’s beautiful. But… why? I mean, what’s the occasion?” “No occasion. I just saw it and, well… I liked it. Or rather, I thought of you and knew you should have it.
  • Whenever you’re trying to do a film in a genuine historical period, you do have to make sure that you get as much historically accurate as you possibly can because there are thousands of people who are wildly interested in the Civil War. If we get anything wrong, there is no doubt that we’re going to hear from them.
  • It’s the first line in your book. I always thought there was a lot of truth in that. Or maybe that’s what my English teacher said. I can’t really remember. I read it last semester.” – Your parents must be so proud you can read.” – They are. They bought me a pony and everything when I did a book report on Cat in the Hat.
  • Allie would love what you’ve done,” he remarked. “She was always a softie when it came to things like this.” I folded my hands in my lap. “I wish she could be there this weekend.” Noah glanced at the stack of letters. I knew he was imagining Allie, and for a brief moment, he looked strangely younger. “So do I,” he said.
  • Every time I read to her, it was like I was courting her, because sometimes, just sometimes, she would fall in love with me again, just like she had a long time ago. And that’s the most wonderful feeling in the world. How many people are ever given that chance? To have someone you love fall in love with you over and over?
  • I got the sense that he was the kind of person who couldn’t hold anger for more than a few minutes, because it just wasn’t in him. It could never grow into resentment or bitterness, and I knew then that he was the kind of man who would be married forever. And I decided then and there that I should be the one to marry him.
  • Wait. Let me guess. You’re giving me the cold shoulder, right?ù With that, she sighed. úShouldn’t you be with your friends, staring at yourselves in the mirror?ù He laughed. úThat’s funny. I’ll have to remember that.ù úI’m not being funny. I’m being serious.ù úOh, because we’re so good-looking
  • Throughout it all, I loved her as much as I always had, and I found myself aching for those simpler times of the past. I knew what was happening, of course. As we were drifting apart, I was becoming more desperate to save what we once had shared; like a vicious circle, however, my desperation made us drift apart even further.
  • I saw the way she was looking at you, and I knew that she still loved you. More than that, I know she always will. It breaks my heart, but you know what? I’m still in love with her, and to me that means that I want nothing more than for her to be happy in life. I want that more than anything. It’s all I’ve ever wanted for her.
  • “I guess I’m okay with that. But it’s not going to be easy for you. They don’t have a lot of fishing or mudding around here.” “I figured.” “And not a lot of beach volleyball, either. Especially in January.” “I guess I’ll have to make some sacrifices.” “Maybe if you’re lucky, we can find you some other ways to occupy your time.”
  • As these images were going through my head, my breathing suddenly went still. I looked at Jamie, then up to the ceiling and around the room, doing my best to keep my composure, then back to Jamie again. She smiled at me and I smiled at her and all I could do was wonder how I’d ever fallen in love with a girl like Jamie Sullivan.
  • He didn’t believe in a God who sifted through prayers, answering some and ignoring others, no matter how unworthy or worthy a person might be. Instead, he preferred to believe in a God who bestowed all people with gifts and abilities and placed them in an imperfect world; only then was faith tested, only then could faith be earned.
  • When I write to you, I feel your breath; when you read them, I imagine you feel mine. Is it that way with you too? These letters are part of us now, part of our history, a reminder forever that we made it through this time. Thank you for helping me survive this year, but more than that, thank you in advance for all the years to come.
  • I’d have to swing by the house first to change into something more comfortable.ù úThat’s fine,ù he said. úI’m all for you changing into something more comfortable.ù úI’ll bet you are,ù she said knowingly. úNow, don’t start getting fresh,ù he said, feigning offense. úI don’t think we know each other well enough for that.
  • He said his friend Victor called it a lucky charm, and that it kept him safe in Iraq.” She felt her pulse pick up tempo, and she brought her face close to Ben’s. “Did you say Victor called it a lucky charm?” “Uh-huh.” Ben nodded. “That’s what he said.” “Are you sure?” “Of course I’m sure.” Beth stared at her son, feeling at war with herself.
  • People come, people go ì they’ll drift in and out of your life, almost like characters in a favorite book. When you finally close the cover, the characters have told their story and you start up again with another book, complete with new characters and adventures. Then you find yourself focusing on the new ones, not the ones from the past.
  • I’m not naive, I know that bad things happen, but most people do the right thing most of the time. Most people wake up and they try to do what’s right for their relationships, whether it’s marriage or family. They try to do what’s right for their job. They try to make a better world for those around them, and that’s what I want to write about.
  • I want characters to have voices that feel authentic, unique, honest, fresh and original – all at once. Part of that authenticity is evoking genuine emotion across life – the sadness, passion, love, sense of loss, missed opportunities, and confusion even. All of this helps us realize that our choices do impact the lives that we eventually lead.
  • Were all first loves like that? Somehow she doubted it; even now it struck her as being more real than anything she’d ever known. Sometimes it saddened her to think that she’d never experience that kind of feeling again, but then life had a way of stamping out that intensity of passion; she’d learned all too well that love wasn’t always enough.
  • love wasn’t possible in just a couple of days. Love could be set in motion quickly, but true love needed time to grow into something strong and enduring. Love was, above all, about commitment and dedication and a belief that spending years with a certain person would create something greater than the sum of what the two can accomplish separately.
  • “Please… don’t ask me to go with you, because if you do, I’ll go. Please don’t ask me to tell Frank about us, because I’ll do that, too. Please don’t ask me to give up my responsibilities or break up my family”… “I love you, and if you love me, too, then you just can’t ask me to do these things. Because I don’t trust myself enough to say no.”
  • I want to be with you as much as possible, Ronnie. You’re smart and funny and you’re honest. I trust you. I trust us. Yeah, I’m leaving and you’re going back home. But neither of those things changes the way I feel about you. And my feelings aren’t going to change simply because I’m going to Vanderbilt. I love you more than I’ve ever loved anyone.
  • The mist starts to form as we stand close to one another. It is a distant fog that rises from the horizon, and I find that I grow fearful as it approaches. It slowly creeps in, enveloping the world around us, fencing us in as if to prevent escape. Like a rolling cloud, it blankets everything, closing, until there is nothing left but the two of us.
  • I wanted more of her, & no matter what happened between us, I already knew I’d never forget anything about her. As crazy as it sounded, she was becoming part of me, & I was already dreading the fact that we wouldn’t be able to spend the day together tomorrow. Or the day after, or the day after that. Maybe, I told myself, we could beat the odds
  • What were the odds that she’d turn away at the same instant the ball came flying her way? And that she’d be holding a soda in a crowd at a volleyball game she didn’t even want to watch, in a place she didn’t want to be? In a million years, the same thing should probably never happen again. With odds like that, she should have bought a lottery ticket.
  • Eventually I came across another passage. This is what it said: I am not commanding you, but I want to treat the sincerity of your love by comparing it to the earnestness of others. The words made me choke up again, and just as I was about to cry, the meaning of it suddenly became clear. God had finally answered me, and I suddenly knew what I had to do.
  • I’ve made the decision to adhere to three general truths when it comes to my novels: There will be a love-story element to the story, the novel will be set in eastern North Carolina, and the characters will be likeable. Then, I make each novel unique through differences in voice, perspective, age and personalities of the characters, and of course, plot.
  • After dinner, I become afraid despite myself. I know I should be joyous, for this reunion is the proof that love can still be ours, but I know the bell has tolled this evening. The sun has long since set and the thief is about to come, and there is nothing I can do to stop it. So I stare at her and wait and live a lifetime in these last remaining moments.
  • An ordinary beginning, something that would have been forgotten had it been anyone but her. But as he shook her hand and met those striking emerald eyes, he knew before he’d taken his next breath that she was the one he could spend the rest of his life looking for but never find again. She seemed that good, that perfect, while a summer wind blew through the trees.
  • He always apologized, and sometimes he would even cry because of the bruises he’d made on her arms or legs or her back. He would say that he hated what he’d done, but in the next breath tell her she’d deserved it. That if she’d been more careful, it wouldn’t have happened. That if she’d been paying attention or hadn’t been so stupid, he wouldn’t have lost his temper.
  • I’d love to, she finally said,”on one condition.” I steadied myself, hoping it wasn’t something too awful. “Yes?” “You have to promise that you won’t fall in love with me.” I knew she was kidding me by the way she laughed, and I couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief. Sometimes, I had to admit, Jamie had a pretty good sense of humor. I smiled and gave her my word.
  • You should read something else.” Why would he have done that to him?” I don’t know,” she said. Do you ever feel like Job?” She smiled, a little twinkle in her eyes. Sometimes.” But you haven’t lost your faith?” No,” I knew she hadn’t, but I think I was losing mine. Is it because you think you might get better?” No,” she said,”its because its the only thing I have left.
  • And then I feel as if I’m witnessing a miracle, as ever so slowly she raises her face towards the moon. I watch her drink in the sight, sensing the flood of memories she’s unleashed and wanting nothing more than to let her know I’m here. But instead I stay where I am and stare up at the moon as well. And for the briefest instant, it almost feels like we’re together again.
  • Everyone wanted to believe that endless love was possible. She’d believed in it once too, back when she was eighteen. But she knew that love was messy, just like life. It took turns that people couldn’t foresee or even understand, leaving a long trail of regret in its wake. And almost always, those regrets led to the kinds of what if questions that could never be answered.
  • I think of you, I dream of you, I conjure you up when I need you most. This is all I can do, but to me it isn’t enough. It will never be enough, this I know; yet what else is there for me to do? If you were here, you would tell me, but I have been cheated of even that. You always knew the proper words to ease the pain I felt. You always knew how to make me feel good inside.
  • No buts,” he said, “because there are none. You see yourself as someone who couldn’t get away. I see the courageous woman who escaped. You see yourself as someone who should be ashamed or guilty because she let it happen. I see a kind, beautiful woman who should feel proud because she stopped it from happening ever again. Not many women have the strength to do what you did.
  • You want to know what I was thinking?…I was thinking that I wished you’d been with me the last couple of days. I mean, I enjoyed getting to know everyone better. We ate lunch together, and the dinner last night was a lot of fun, but it just felt like something was wrong, like I was missing something. It wasn’t until I saw you walking up the beach that I realized it was you.
  • You know me better than anyone, and you’re my best friend. I don’t think there’s anything you could say to me that would lead me to believe that you’re doing it just to hurt me. If there’s one thing I’ve come to know about you, it’s that you’re not even capable of something like that. Why do you think I like spending time with you so much? Because you’re a good guy. A nice guy.
  • I have faith that God will show you the answer. But you have to understand that sometimes it takes a while to be able to recognize what God wants you to do. That’s how it often is. God’s voice is usually nothing more than a whisper, and you have to listen very carefully to hear it. But other times, in those rarest of moments, the answer is obvious and rings as loud as a church bell.
  • As Confucius once said, ‘He who does nothing is the one who does nothing.'” Gabby pondered the words, the furrowed her brow. “did Confucius really say that?” Sunglasses in place, Stephanie managed the tiniest of shrugs. “No, but who cared? The point is, they handled, and most likely they found some sort of self-satisfaction in their industrious-ness. Who am I to deprive them of that?
  • he’d once believed that the answer lay somehow in the music he created, he suspected now that He’d been mistaken. The more he thought about it, the more he’d come to realize that for him, music had always been a movement away from reality rather than a means of living in it more deeply. .. he now knew that burying himself in music had less to do with God than a selfish desire to escape.
  • The reason it hurts so much to separate is because our souls are connected. Maybe they always have been and will be. Maybe we’ve lived a thousand lives before this one and in each of them we’ve found each other. And maybe each time, we’ve been forced apart for the same reasons. That means that this goodbye is both a goodbye for the past ten thousand years and a prelude to what will come.
  • She turned to face him. She reached over and touched his hand, hesitantly, gently, amazed that after all these years had somehow known exactly what she’d needed to hear. When their eyes locked, she once again realized how special he was. And just for a fleeting moment, a tiny wisp of time that hung in the air like fireflies in summer skies, she wondered if she was in love with him again.
  • He leaned closer, their faces drawing near, and he could feel the heat of her breath mingling with his. He closed his eyes against the memory of a thousand other kisses and touched his lips to hers. He felt a kind of spark, and all at once he felt her slowly coming back to him. She was the arm that held him close in times of trouble, she was the whisper on the pillow beside him at night.
  • You know, the smallest thing can change a life. In the blink of an eye, something happens by chance – and when you least expect it – since we’re on a course that you could have never planned, into a future you never imagined. Where will it take you? That’s the journey of our lives: our search for the light. But sometimes, finding the light means you must past through the deepest darkness.
  • “Aren’t you frightened?” Somehow I expected her to say no, to say something wise like a grownup would, or to explain that we can’t presume to understand the Lord’s plan. She looked away. “Yes,” she finally said, “I’m frightened all the time.” “Then why don’t you act like it?” “I do. I just do it in private.” “Because you don’t trust me?” “No,” she said, “because I know you’re frightened, too.”
  • Spending time with you showed me what I’ve been missing in my life. The more time we spent together, the more I could imagine it lasting in the future. That’s never happened to me before, and I’m not sure it’ll ever happen again. I’ve never been in love with anyone before you came along î not real love anyway¶not like this. And I’d be a fool if I let you slip away without a fight
  • What good is talking if neither of you are really committed? If one of you had an affair or got addicted to drugs or was abusive, simply talking about it wouldn;t take the hurt away; or fix the trust that’s been lost. In the end, marriage comes down to actions. I think people talk too much about the things that bother them, instead of actually doing the little things that keep a marriage strong.
  • I tend to avoid melodrama. I try to create very realistic settings and very realistic experiences and realistic responses to these experiences. Melodrama is the use of really big events that may or may not happen in real life – certainly they do, but they’re not events that are common to most people. Most of the things that happen in my novels are things that could happen to people in real life.
  • I’ve been doing this a long time, and I’ve come to learn that predictions don’t mean much. Too much lies outside the realm of medical knowledge. A lot of what happens next comes down to you and your specific genetics, your attitude. No, there’s nothing we can do to stop the inevitable, but that’s not the point. The point is that you should try to make the most of the time you have left.
  • Life was about spending time together , about having the time to walk together holding hands, talking quietly as the sun go down. It wasn’t glamorous, but it was, in many ways, the best that life has to offer. Wasn’t that how the old saying went? Who, on their deathbed, ever said they wished they had worked harder? Or spent less time enjoying a quiet afternoon? Or spent less time with their family?
  • He wanted to hear her concerns and alleviate them, he wanted to hold her and kiss her and convince her that he would find a way to make their relationship work, no matter how hard that might be. He wanted to to make her hear his words: that he couldn’t imagine a lofe without her,that his feelings for her were real. But most of all, he wanted to reassure himself that she felt the same way about him.
  • But if it couldn’t be love and it didn’t feel like lust, what was it? Like? Did he like her? Of course, he did, but that word didn’t capture his feelings, either. It was a little too… vague and soft around the edges. People liked ice cream. People liked to watch television. It meant nothing, and it didn’t come close to explaining why, for the first time, he felt the urge to tell someone the truth.
  • He closed his eyes as she put her hand on his shoulder, and in that instant, nothing else mattered. Not the song, not the place, not the other couples around him. Only this, only her. He gave himself over to the feel of her body as it pressed against him, and they moved slowly in small circles on the sawdust-strewn floor, lost in a world that felt as though it had been created for just the two of them.
  • leaning in he kissed her gently, first on the cheek then on her lips. When he met her eyes, she saw the young man shed loved last summer and the young man she still loved now. “I never stopped loving you, Ronnie. and I never stopped thinking about you. even if summers do come and end” she smiled knowing he was telling the truth. “I love you too, Will Blakelee” she wispered, leaning in to kiss him again.
  • The problem with time, I’ve learned, whether it’s those first two weeks I got to spend with you, or the final two months I got to spend with him, eventually time always runs out. I have no idea where you are out there in the world, John. But I understand that I lost the right to know these things long ago. No matter how many years go by, I know one thing to be as true as ever was – I’ll see you soon then.
  • I breathe deeply, taking in the fresh spring air. Though Beaufort has changed and I have changed, the air itself has not. It’s still the air of my childhood, the air of my seventeenth year, and when I finally exhale, I’m fifty-seven once more. But this is okay. I smile slightly, looking towards the sky, knowing there’s one thing I haven’t told you: I now believe, by the way, that miracles can happen.
  • Friends come and go, clothing is packed and unpacked, households are continually purged of unnecessary items, and as a result, not much sticks. it’s hard at times but it makes a kid strongs in ways that most people can’t understand. Teaches them that even though people are left behind, new ones will inevitably take their place; that every place has something good and bad to offer. It makes a kid grow up fast.
  • For a moment, I wondered how different my life would have been had they been my parents, but I shook the thought away. I knew my father had done the best he could, and I had no regrets about the way I’d turned out. Regrets about the journey, maybe, but not the destination. Because however it had happened, I’d somehow ended up eating shrimp in a dingy downtown shack with a girl that I already knew I’d never forget.
  • Too many writers think that all you need to do is write well-but that’s only part of what a good book is. Above all, a good book tells a good story. Focus on the story first. Ask yourself, ‘Will other people find this story so interesting that they will tell others about it?’ Remember: A bestselling book usually follows a simple rule, ‘It’s a wonderful story, wonderfully told’; not, ‘It’s a wonderfully told story.’
  • That’s why I loved being with you. We could do the simplest things, like toss starfish into the ocean and share a burger and talk and even then I knew that I was fortunate. Because you were the first guy who wasn’t constantly trying to impress me. You accepted who you were, but more than that, you accepted me for me. And nothing else mattered– not my family or your family or anyone else in the world. It was just us.
  • Angela had done a marvelous job, I tell you. The puke was everywhere except the toilet. The walls, the floor, the sinks – even on the ceiling, though don’t ask me how she did that. So there I was, perched on all fours, cleaning up the puke at the homecoming dance in my best blue suit, which was exactly what I had wanted to avoid in the first place. And Jamie, my date, was on all fours, too, doing exactly the same thing.
  • He looked at her. She was pretty still, with thick hair and soft eyes, and she moved so gracefully that it almost seemed as though she were gliding. He’d seen beautiful women before, though, women who caught his eye, but to his mind, they usually lacked the traits he found most desirable. Traits like intelligence, confidence, strength of spirit, passion, traits that inspired others to greatness, traits he aspired to himself.
  • But like a gambler at a slot machine, hoping the next spin would change her life for the better, she closed in before she lost her nerve. Taking his hand, she pulled him toward her, near enough to feel his body against her. She looked up at him, tilting her head slightly as she leaned in. Mike, recognizing what was happening but still having trouble believing it, tilted his head and closed his eyes, their faces drawing near.
  • We sit silently and watch the world around us. This has taken a lifetime to learn. It seems only the old are able to sit next to one another and not say anything and still feel content. The young, brash and impatient, must always break the silence. It is a waste, for silence is pure. Silence is holy. It draws people together because only those who are comfortable with each other can sit without speaking. This is the great paradox.
  • You are Hannah, a lover of life, a strength to those who shared in your friendships. You are a dream, a creator of happiness, an artist who has touched a thousand souls. You’ve led a full life and wanted for nothing, because your needs are spiritual and you have only to look inside you. You are kind and loyal, and you are able to see the beauty where others do not. You are a teacher of wonderful lessons, a dreamer of better things.
  • A book is maybe about 350 pages, and the prose allows for readers to get a glimpse into the internal lives of the characters. A screenplay is 120 pages, and it’s all dialogue and action. The pacing of films is different, the structure is often different, and the internal lives of the characters must come across through the acting. Movies are just a different experience than reading – so it just depends on what an individual prefers.
  • He was thirty-one now, not too old, but old enough to be lonely. He hadn’t dated since he’d been back here, hadn’t met anyone who remotely interested him. It was his own fault, he knew. There was something that kept a distance between him and any woman who started to get close, something he wasn’t sure he could change even if he tried. And sometimes in the moments right before sleep came, he wondered if he was destined to be alone forever.
  • What was it, he wondered for the hundredth time, that enabled Pastor Harris to hear the answers in his heart? What did he mean when he said he felt God’s presence? Steve supposed he could ask Pastor Harris directly, but he doubted that would do any good. How could anyone explain such a thing? It would be like describing colors to someone blind from birth: The words might be understood, but the concept would remain mysterious and private.
  • Three weeks ago, he’d seen hail fall from the sky, only to be followed minutes later by a spectacular rainbow that seemed to frame the azalea bushes. The colors, so vivid they seemed almost alive, made him think that nature sometimes sends us signs, that it’s important to remember that joy can always follow despair. But a moment later, the rainbow had vanished and the hail returned, and he realized that joy was sometimes only an illusion.
  • If you love Alex now, then love him forever. Make him laugh again, and cherish the time you spend together. Take walks and ride your bikes, curl up on the couch and watch movies beneath a blanket. Make him breakfast, but don’t spoil him. Let him make breakfast for you as well, so he can show you he thinks you’re special. Kiss him and make love to him and consider yourself lucky for having met him, for he’s the kind of man who’ll prove you right.
  • Yet losing him seemed unbearable. He was the one she loved, the one she would always love, and as he leaned in to kiss her, she gave herself over to him. While he held her close, she ran her hands over his shoulders and back, feeling the strength in his arms. She knew he’d wanted more in their relationship than she’d been willing to offer, but here and now, she suddenly knew she had no other choice. There was only this moment, and it was theirs.
  • Even his highly emotional Italian mother didn’t believe that true love could blossom overnight. Like his brothers and sisters-in-law, she wanted nothing more for him than to marry and start a family, but if he showed up at her doorstep and said that he’d met someone two days ago and knew she was the one for him, his mother would smack him with a broom, curse in Italian, and drag him to church, sure that he had some serious sins that needed confessing.
  • He wasn’t into one-night stands, he wasn’t into scoring just to see if he could, he wasn’t into acting just charming enough to get what he wanted before cutting loose in favor of someone new and attractive. He just wasn’t like that. He would never be like that. When he met a girl, the first question he asked himself wasn’t whether she was good for a few dates; it was whether she was the kind of girl he could imagine spending time with in the long haul.
  • She was getting used to his rhythms and his moods, recognizing the quiet signals that telegraphed who he was. Good and bad, strengths and faults, he was hers forever. As she pulled into the driveway, she spotted Logan coming down the steps from the house, and she waved. She was his forever, too imperfect as she was. Take it or leave it, she thought. She was who she was. As Logan walked toward her, he smiled as if reading her mind and opened his arms.
  • No one in my family or my circle of friends had ever had to confront something like this. Jamie was seventeen, a child on the verge of womanhood, dying and still very much alive at the same time. I was afraid, more afraid than I’d ever been, not only for her, but for me as well. I lived in fear of doing something wrong, of doing something that would offend her. Was it okay to ever get angry in her presence? Was it okay to talk about the future anymore?
  • She’d always believed that people come in two varieties: those who look out the windshield and those who stare in the rearview mirror. She’d always been the windshield type: gotta focus on the future, not the past, because that’s the only part that’s still up for grabs. Mom throws me out? Gotta get some food and find a place to live. Husband dies? Gotta keep working, or I’ll end up going crazy. Got some guy stalking me? Gotta figure out a way to stop it.
  • And I learned what is obvious to a child. That life is simply a collection of little lives, each lived one day at a time. That each day should be spent finding beauty in flowers and poetry and talking to animals. That a day spent with dreaming and sunsets and refreshing breezes cannot be bettered. But most of all, I learned that life is about sitting on benches next to ancient creeks with my hand on her knee and sometimes, on good days, for falling in love.
  • She was in a terrible marriage and she couldn’t talk to anyone. He used to hit her, and in the beginning she told him that if it ever happened again, she would leave him. He swore that it wouldn’t and she believed him. But it only got worse after that, like when his dinner was cold, or when she mentioned that she’d visited with one of the neighbors who was walking by with his dog. She just chatted with him, but that night, her husband threw her into a mirror.
  • I’ve lost someone, too,ù he reminded her. úIt’s not the same!ù She squeezed the bridge of her nose, trying to stifle her tears. úI was so mean to him. I quit the piano! I blamed him for everything, and I didn’t say more than a few words to him for three years! Three years! And I can’t get those years back. But maybe if I hadn’t been so angry, he might not have gotten sick. Maybe I caused that extra¶ stress that did all this. Maybe it was me!
  • In time, the hurt began to fade and it was easier to just let it go. At least I thought it was. But in every boy I met in the next few years, I found myself looking for you, and when the feelings got too strong, I’d write you another letter. But I never sent them for fear of what I might find. By then, you’d gone on with your life and I didn’t want to think about you loving someone else. I wanted to remember us like we were that summer. I didn’t ever want to lose that.
  • So, it’s not gonna be easy. It’s gonna be really hard. We’re gonna have to work at this every day, but I want to do that because I want you. I want all of you, forever, you and me, every day. Will you do something for me, please? Just picture your life for me? Thirty years from now, forty years from now? What’s it look like? If it’s with him- go. Go! I lost you once, I think I can do it again, if I thought that’s what you really wanted. But don’t you take the easy way out.
  • A guy out there was meant to be the love of your life, your best friend, your soul mate, the one you can tell your dreams to. He’ll brush the hair out of your eyes. Send you flowers when you least expect it. He’ll stare at you during the movies, even though he paid $8 to see it. He’ll call to say goodnight or just cause he’s missing you. He’ll look in your eyes and tell you, you’re the most beautiful girl in the world, and for the first times in your life, you’ll believe it.
  • Dear John, There’s so much I want to say to you, but I’m not sure where I should begin. Should I start by telling you that I love you? Or that the days I’ve spent with you have been the happiest in my life? Or that in the short time I’ve known you, I’ve come to believe that we were meant to be together? I could say all those things and all would be true, but as I reread them, all I can think is that I wish I were with you now, holding your hand and watching your elusive smile.
  • You are always here with me when I do so, at least in my heart, and it is impossible for me to remember a time when you were not a part of me. I do not know who I would have become had you never come back. I love you, Allie. I am who I am because of you. You are every reason, every hope and every dream I’ve ever had, and no matter what happens to us in the future, every day we are together is the greatest day of my life. I will always be yours. And, my darling, you will always be mine. Noah
  • I never know what to tell them. I mean, there’s nothing you can say to make a person stop hurting. Half the time, I just feel like telling them the truth. I’d say that for 3 months, you’re going to feel worse than you’ve ever felt and you cope as best you can. And that after 6 months, the pain isn’t so bad, but it still hurts more than you think it will. And even after years, you still find yourself thinking about the person you lost and get sad about it. And you still miss them all the time.
  • And if you think that you’re showing your love to Catherine by suffering the way you’ve been doing, then somewhere along the way, I must have messed up in raising you.” “You didn’t mess up….” “I must have. Because when I look at you, I see myself, and to be honest, I’d rather see someone different. I’d like to see someone who learned that it’s okay to go on, that it’s okay to find someone that can make you happy. But right now, it’s like I’m looking in the mirror and seeing myself twenty years ago.
  • Every now and then, I’d meet a guy and think that we were getting along great, and suddenly I’d stop hearing from him. Not only did he stop calling, but if I happened to bump into him sometime later he always acted like I had the plague. I didn’t understand it. I still don’t. And it bothered me. It hurt me. With time, it got harder and harder to keep blaming the guys, and I eventually came to the conclusion that there was something wrong with me. That maybe I was simply meant to live my life alone.
  • There’s so much I wish for these days, but most of all, I wish you were here. It’s strange, but before I met you, I couldn’t remember the last time that I cried. Now, it seems that tears come easily to me…but you have a way of making my sorrows seem worthwhile, of explaining things in a way that lessens my ache. You are a treasure, a gift, and when we’re together again, I intend to hold you until my arms are weak and I can do it no longer. My thoughts of you are sometimes the only things that keep me going.
  • The two of you, there’s something uncanny about the way you two are with each other. I mean everything–the way you look at each other, the way she relaxes when you put your hand on her back, the way you both seem to know what the other is always thinking, it’s always struck me as extraordinary. That’s another reason I keep putting marriage off. I know I want something like what you two share, and I’m not sure I’ve found it yet. I’m not sure I ever will. And with love like that, they say anything’s possible, right?
  • Toward the end of their relationship she’d told him once, “I wish I could give you what you’re looking for, but I don’t know what it is. There’s a part of you that you keep closed off from everyone, including me. Its as if I’m not the one you’re really with. Your mind is on someone else.” He tried to deny it, but she didn’t believe him. “I’m a woman – I know these things. When you look at me sometimes, I know you’re seeing someone else. Its like you keep waiting for her to pop out of thin air to take you away from all this.
  • That he’ll never let you down. That boy’s got a heart the size of Kentucky, and he loves you. That’s important. Take it from someone who knows. My mom used to tell me that whatever you do, marry someone who loves you more than you love him. And I listened to her. Why do you think Henry and I get along so well? I’m not saying that I don’t love him, because I do. But if I ever left Henry or something, God forbid, ever happened to me, I don’t think he’ll be able to go on. And that guy would risk his life for mine in a heartbeat.
  • He felt as though he were failing in practically every area of his life. Lately, happiness seemed as distant and unattainable to him as space travel. He hadn’t always felt this way. There had been a long period of time during which he remembered being very happy. But things change. People change. Change was one of the inevitable laws of nature, exacting its toll on people’s lives. Mistakes are made, regrets form, and all that was left were repercussions that made something as simple as rising from the bed seem almost laborious.
  • Jamie was more than just the woman I loved. In the year Jamie helped me become the man I am today. With her steady hand she showed how important it was to help others; with her patience and kindness she showed me what life really is all about. Her cheerfulness and optimism, even in times of sickness, was the most amazing thing I have ever witnessed . . . Jamie also thought me the value of forgiveness and the transforming power it offers . . . Jamie was not only the angel who saved Tom Thornton, she was the angel who saved us all.
  • I don’t hate it here,” she said automatically. Surprising herself, she realized that as much as she’d been trying to convince herself otherwise, she was telling the truth. “It’s just that I don’t belong here.” He gave her a meloncholy smile. “If it’s any consolation, when I was growing up, I didn’t feel like I belonged here, either. I dreamed about going to New York. But it’s strange, because when I finally escaped this place, I ended up missing it more than I thought I would. There’s something about the ocean that just calls to me.
  • but it wasn’t just about my feelings. The more I got to know you, the more I was certain that you’d do whatever it took to provide for your family. That was important to me. You have to understand that back then, a lot of people our age wanted to change the world. Even though it’s a noble idea, I knew I wanted something more traditional. I wanted a family like my parents had, and I wanted to concentrate on my little corner of the world. I wanted someone who wanted to marry a wife and a mother, and someone who would respect my choice.
  • She couldn’t think of anyone else who remotely resembled him. He was complicated, almost contradictory in so many ways, yet simple, a strangely erotic combination. On the surface he was a country boy, home from war, and he probably saw himself in those terms. Yet there was so much more to him. Perhaps it was the poetry that made him different, or perhaps it was the values his father had instilled in him, growing up. Either way, he seemed to savor life more fully than others appeared to, and that was what had first attracted her to him.
  • She couldn’t read his expression. As he started toward her, she recalled the way he’d seemed to glide through the sand the first time she’d ever seen him; she remembered their kiss on the boat dock the night of his sister’s wedding. And she heard again the words she’d said to him on the day they’d said good-bye. She was besieged by a storm of conflicting emotionsîdesire, regret, longing, fear, grief, love. There was so much to say, yet what could they really begin to say in this awkward setting and with so much time already passed?
  • In the eulogy by the graveside, I told everyone how my sister and I used to sing to each other on our birthday. I told them that, when I thought of my sister, I could still hear her laughter, sense her optimism, and feel her faith. I told them that my sister was the kindest person I;ve ever known, and that the world was a sadder place without her in it. And finally, I told them to remember my sister with a smile, like I did, for even though she was being buried near my parents, the best parts of her would always stay alive, deep within our hearts.
  • You’ve always lived here, right?” Sarah asked. “Except for the years I went to college.” “Didn’t you ever want to move away? To experience something new?” “Like bistros?” She nudged him playfully with her elbow. “No, not just that. Cities have a vibrancy, a sense of excitement that you can’t find in a small town.” “I don’t doubt it. But to be honest, I’ve never been interested in things like that. I don’t need those things to make me happy. A nice quiet place to unwind at the end of the day, beautiful views, a few good friends. What else is there?
  • Because everybody lies. It’s part of living in society. Don’t get me wrong-I think it’s necessary. The last thing anyone wants is to live in a society where total honesty prevails. Can you imagine the conversations? You’re short and fat, one person might say, and the other might answer, I know. But you smell bad. It just wouldn’t work. So people lie by omission all the time. People will tell you most of the story…and I’ve learned that the part they neglect to tell you is often the most important part. People hide the truth because they’re afraid.” -Jo
  • But Noah, you’re not supposed to do this, and I can’t let you. So go back to your room.” Then smiling softly and sniffling and shuffling some papers on the desk, she says: “Me, I’m going downstairs for some coffee. I won’t be back to check on your for a while, so don’t do anything foolish.” She rises quickly, touches my arm, and walks toward the stairs. She doesn’t look back, and suddenly I am alone. I don’t know what to think. I look at where she had been sitting and see her coffee, a full cup, still steaming, and once again I learn that there are good people in the world.
  • Poets often describe love as an emotion that we can’t control, one that overwhelms logic and common sense. That’s what it was like for me. I didn’t plan on falling in love with you, and I doubt if you planned on falling in love with me. But once we met, it was clear that neither of us could control what was happening to us. We fell in love, despite our differences, and once we did, something rare and beautiful was created. For me, love like that has happened only once, and that’s why every minute we spent together has been seared in my memory. I’ll never forget a single moment of it.