Nicholas Sparks Quotes - Page 6

I love you too, Will Blakelee," she whispered, leaning in to kiss him again.

You might not understand, but I gave you the best of me, and after you left, nothing was ever the same.

EVERYONE MAKES MISTAKES, EVEN THE PERSONS WE LOVE.

E' la possibilità, non la garanzia, quella che mi fa andare avanti. Una specie di scomessa da parte mia. E chiamatemi pure pazzo, o sognatore o quel che vi pare, io credo che tutto sia possibile.

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.

What happens if a car comes?
We die.

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.

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.

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.

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.

I mean talk. 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, and even when you're questioning why terrible things have to happen. So I talk with
him.

It's the possibility that keeps me going, not the guarantee.

I came to the conclusion that unrealized hopes, even small ones, were always wrenching.

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.

Poetry, she thought, wasn't written to be analyzed; it was meant to inspire without reason, to touch without understanding.

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.

الشعر لم يكتب من أجل تحليله ودراسته ، بل من أجل أن يبعث الإلهام في النفوس دون سبب واضح ، و أ�

I don't pray because it doesn't work. Prayer doesn't fix anything. Bad things happen anyway.

Halfway down the aisle, Jamie suddenly seemed to tire, and they stopped while she caught her breath...It was, I remembered thinking, the most difficult walk anyone ever had to make. In every way, a walk to remember.

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?