nicholas_sparksThe Nothebook

  • 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.
  • 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.
  • If you like her, if she makes you happy, and if you feel like you know her—then don’t let her go.
  • 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 good-bye is both a good-bye for the past then thousand years and a prelude to that will come.
  • I don’t know that love changes. People change. Circumstances change.
  • 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.
  • 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 of tears and despair and make in though the potholed streets of life.
  • I wish I could give you what you’re looking for, but I don’t know what it is. There is a part of you that you keep closed of from everyone, including me.
  • you have to love something before you can hate it.
  • 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.
  • 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.
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