Nicholas Sparks Quotes

I’ve never loved anyone the way I love you,” he whispered. “Lucky them.

Oh, I wouldn't mind, Hazel Grace. It would be a privilege to have my heart broken by you.

...falling in love could be achieved in a single word—a glance.

Whatever 'in love' means.

My love runs by like a day in June, And he makes no friends of sorrows. He'll tread his galloping rigadoon In the pathway of the morrows. He'll live his days where the sunbeams start, Nor could storm or wind uproot him. My own dear love, he is all my heart, -- And I wish somebody'd shoot him.

My first love, you're every breath that I take, you're every step I make

How love the limb-loosener sweeps me away

You are my heart, my life, my one and only thought.

I lean over and put my good ear to his lips, which tickle me as he whispers. "Remember, we're madly in love, so it's all right to kiss me any time you like it.

It wasn‟t even desire. It was far more than that. It was love. Love. With a capital L and swirly script and hearts and flowers and whatever else the angels— and yes, all those annoying little cupids—wished to use for embellishment.

His thumb stroked my cheek. My eyes half-closed. When he spoke next, it was very softly, his voice an almost-physical caress against my whole body. My flesh tightened like a harpstring. I swallowed hard against the wave of liquid heat. "How can I possibly be jealous when I know you spent your time grieving for me, Dante?

I prefer a kiss that is so much more than just a tongue in your mouth.

The real lover is the man who can thrill you just by touching your head or smiling into your eyes - or just by staring into space.

I could see how easy it would be to fall into loving Bella. It would be exactly like falling: effortless. Not letting myself love her was the opposite of falling—it was pulling myself up a cliff-face, hand over hand, the task as grueling as if I had no more than mortal strength.

My God, I'm so in love with my boyfriend.

When I saw her I was in love with her. Everything turned over inside of me. She looked toward the door, saw there was no one, then she sat on the side of the bed and leaned over and kissed me.

I am so in love with you that there isn’t anything else.

I love you girl...to the moon and back.

I have been loving you a little more every minute since this morning.

There is no rapture in the love which is prompted by esteem; such affection is lasting, not passionate.

What is love without passion? - A garden without flowers, a hat without feathers, tobogganing without snow.

Did you know...you make me so happy that sometimes I actually forget to breath? I'll be looking at you, and my chest will get so tight...and it's like, the only thought in my head is how much I want to reach over and kiss you.

God i've missed you. I can't wait to give you your present. He kisses me hotter this time, and beneath me, through his denim and mine. I can feel the promise of his Christmas gift soon to come.

Your face is my heart Sassenach, and the love of you is my soul