Nicholas Sparks

Quotes

1. In this world, after all, I've become more or less invisible...I've become what the young are afraid of becoming, just another member of the nameless elderly, an old and broken man with nothing left to offer to this world.My days are inconsequential, comprising simple moments and even simpler pleasures. I eat and sleep and think of Ruth; I wander the house and stare the the paintings, and in the mornings, I feed the pigeons that gather in my backyard.

   p. 234

2. 

   "I just tell people what they already know but are afraid to admit to themselves."

   p. 203

3. 

   His voice, even now, follows me everywhere on this longest of rides, this thing called life.

   p. 2

4. 

   ...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.

   p. 274

5. 

   No pretenses, no attempts to impress, no one trying to show anyone up.

   p. 12

6. 

   Life, he realized, 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.

   p. 376

7. 

   That was one of the great things about being single: A person could pretty much do what he wanted, whenever he wanted, and introspection was only an option.

   p. 54

8. 

   "Traveling has less to do with seeing things than experiencing them...."

   p. 101

9. 

   Parents might believe themselves to be the bosses, but in the end it was the kids who made the rules.

   p. 16

10. 

    ...He was with the woman and daughters he loved, and who could ever need or want anything more than that?...It was just a normal day, a day like any other. But most of all, it was a day in which everything was exactly the way it should be.

    p. 272

11. 

    You're doing the best you can, right? Isn't that what we always tell each other?

    p. 227

12. 

    These days, it seemed that the only thing he was certain about was the knowledge that he wouldn't trade his years with Gabby for anything. Without her, his life had little meaning. He was a small-town husband with a small-town occupation and his cares were no different from anyone else's. He'd been neither a leader nor a follower, nor had he been someone who would be remembered long after he passed away. He was the most ordinary of men with only one exception: He'd fallen in love with a woman named Gabby, his love deepening in the years they'd been married. But fate had conspired to ruin all that, and now he spent long periods of his days wondering whether it was humanly possible to fix things between them.

    p. 199