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Libraries are places that house our dreams, our fantasies, our thirst for adventure.
Nicholas Sparks
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As Logan walked towards her, he smiled as if reading her mind and opened his arms.
Nicholas Sparks
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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.
Nicholas Sparks
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Is it possible, I wonder, for a man to truly change? Or do character and habit form the immovable boundaries of our lives?
Nicholas Sparks
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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.
Nicholas Sparks
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How can I tell them that I love them if I'm no longer there?
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I don't write romance novels.
Nicholas Sparks
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Without music he felt aimless and adrift.
Nicholas Sparks
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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.
Nicholas Sparks
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But you're disappointed." He brushed a strand of hair from her face. "It's not possible for you to disappoint me.
Nicholas Sparks
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There's always pressure, a great deal of pressure, when writing, since my first books were so successful.
Nicholas Sparks
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If people don't like you, or they think you're strange, then that's their problem.
Nicholas Sparks
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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.
Nicholas Sparks
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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.
Nicholas Sparks
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He put his arms around her. “Well, in my defense, then, whatever I did seemed to work, didn't it?” She sighed. “I suppose.” “You suppose?” “What do you want? A medal?” “For starters. A trophy would be nice, too.” She smiled. “What do you think you're holding right now?
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And for an instant, I fantasized about wrapping my arms around her right then and there.
Nicholas Sparks
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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.
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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.
Nicholas Sparks
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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.
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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.
Nicholas Sparks
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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.
Nicholas Sparks
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The emotions attached to them were like sand castles in the tide, slowly washing out to sea.
Nicholas Sparks
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What mattered most was knowing that love was mine to give, without strings or expectations.
Nicholas Sparks
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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.
Nicholas Sparks
