Quotes by Nicholas Sparks

I dont hate it here, she said automatically. Surprising herself, she realized that as much as shed been trying to convince herself otherwise, she was telling the truth. Its just that I dont belong here.He gave her a meloncholy smile. If its any consolation, when I was growing up, I didnt feel like I belonged here, either. I dreamed about going to New York. But its strange, because when I finally escaped this place, I ended up missing it more than I thought I would. Theres something about the ocean that just calls to me.

The key to happiness was achievable dreams.

She had known the kind of love that was worth risking everything for, the kind of love that was as rare as a glimpse of heaven.

If there is a heaven we will find each other again, for there is no heaven without you.

He often felt that too many people lived their lives acting and pretending,wearing masks and losing themselves in the process.

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.

Who am I? And how, I wonder, will this story end?

For it is one thing to declare ones love for someone and quite another to accept that loving that person requires sacrificing ones dreams.

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.

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 emotions—desire, 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?

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 Ronnies hands.

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.

Thats good. And speaking of spelling, tell me -- do you wrap your head in a towel after you shower?

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.

Poets often describe love as an emotion that we cant control, one that overwhelms logic and common sense. Thats what it was like for me. I didnt 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 thats why every minute we spent together has been seared in my memory. Ill never forget a single moment of it.

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.

Thats why I dont tell people about us. They wouldnt understand, and 1 dont feel the need to explain, simply because I know in my heart how real it was. When I think of you, I cant help smiling, knowing that youve completed me somehow. I love you, not just for now, but for always, and I dream of the day that youll take me in your arms again.

Gifts of the heart cant be claimed by anyone except the giver.

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.

Gods 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.