Nicholas Sparks Quotes

You can't be a writer if you don't write, it's just that simple.

All I know is that I fell in love with you, and I've never been more frightened about anything in my entire life.

If you look for me, I'm in the fiction section. Romance has its own section.

Single motherhood is a reality for a lot of women in my age group and the time difficulties in their lives are universal.

I don't write romance novels.

In all love stories the theme is love and tragedy, so by writing these types of stories, I have to include tragedy.

Remember: A best-selling book usually follows a simple rule, It's a wonderful story, wonderfully told; not, It's a wonderfully told story.

People were destined for one another; that's the romantic idea that young girls have, and I guess part of me still believes it.

I think, above all, the characters in my novels feel universal to the readers.

I suppose I'm most influenced by any good, commercial writer. I learn from everyone.

I don't write fantasy, I write reality. Also, my novels have roots to Greek tragedies and as such, there has to be tragedy.

Most people don’t know how to appreciate the silence. They can’t help talking.

Is it possible, I wonder, for a man to truly change? Or do character and habit form the immovable boundaries of our lives?

Jamie: "I didn't want anybody to be weird around me." Landon: "Including me?" Jamie: "Especially you! You know, I was getting along with everything fine. I accepted it, and then you happened!"

I will never forget the vision of Jamie walking towards me.

And here it will end, one way or the other," she whispered again

there were moments in life when violence was necessary to save lives

Without love of something I don't know if you can have a meaningful life at all.

She laughed, and the sound was so melodic that I knew I wanted to hear it again.

And when her eyes met mine, I felt something click, like a key turning in a lock.

If hers are the stars in the nighttime sky, mine are the haunted empty spaces in between.

It made perfect sense, and at the same time nothing seemed to.

I think I loved you more that summer than I ever loved anyone.

I am still yours, Allie, my queen, my timeless beauty. You are, and always have been, the best thing in my life

I write 2,000 words a day when I write. It sometimes takes three hours, it sometimes takes five hours.

There's always pressure, a great deal of pressure, when writing, since my first books were so successful.

There are no authors in my genre. No one is doing what I do.

My mom used to tell me that whatever you do, marry someone who loves you more than you love him.

Love burns across the infinitude.

How about we just see where life takes us for awhile?

I'd like to marry you, if you think that would be okay.

If it makes you feel better, I promise to forget.

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

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

You should not complain, it's not attractive.

Our souls were one, if you must know and never shall they be apart; with splendid dawn, your face aglow i reach for you and find my heart

A woman shaking in fear from demons in her mind, and the old man who loves her more deeply than life itself, crying softly in the corner, his face in his hands.

Perfect love did that to a person, and this had been perfect.

Life, he decided, was for living, not for having, and he wanted to experience every moment that he could.

What happens in the past, is in the past. But don't be surprised if it comes back and haunts you.

Change isn't always for the best.

Believe it or not, that was the first time I recognized that in some ways she was just like the rest of us.

Proximity bred familiarity, and familiarity bred comfort.

Even though he was here, she couldn't quite process it. She squeered her eyes shut before opening them again. Yep, still there. Amazing.

It's okay to be sad. Everyone gets sad now and then. Even me.

I might kiss you. I might be bad at it. That's not possible.

Jamie: You're acting like a crazy person, what's going on? Landon: Right now, you're straddling the state line. Jamie: OK... Landon: You're in two places at once.

Henry nodded, thinking, 'If you were any more whipped, little brother, they'd serve you on ice cream.

Early on, he'd learned to enjoy simple things, things that couldn't be bought, and he had a hard time understanding people who felt otherwise.

He smiled, thinking that for just an instant, it was easy to imagine they were still married, both of them on the same team, both of them still in love. Except, of course, that they weren't.