Quotes about note
notebook mother home
That's my sweetheart in there. I'm not living her. This is my home now. Your mother is my home. Nicholas Sparks
notebook dream sunset
That a day spent with dreaming and sunsets and refreshing breezes cannot be bettered. Nicholas Sparks
notebook poetry inspire
Poetry, she thought, wasn't written to be analyzed; it was meant to inspire without reason, to touch without understanding. Nicholas Sparks
notebook sunset mean
Dusk is just an illusion because the sun is either above the horizon or below it. And that means that day and night are linked in a way that few things are there cannot be one without the other yet they cannot exist at the same time. How would it feel I remember wondering to be always together yet forever apart? Nicholas Sparks
notebook want notebook-love
I'll be anything you want, just tell me what you want and I'll be that. Nicholas Sparks
notebook summer taken
An ordinary beginning, something that would have been forgotten had it been anyone but her. But as he shook her hand and met those striking emerald eyes, he knew before he'd taken his next breath that she was the one he could spend the rest of his life looking for but never find again. She seemed that good, that perfect, while a summer wind blew through the trees. Nicholas Sparks
notebook lost-love taken
We sit silently and watch the world around us. This has taken a lifetime to learn. It seems only the old are able to sit next to one another and not say anything and still feel content. The young, brash and impatient, must always break the silence. It is a waste, for silence is pure. Silence is holy. It draws people together because only those who are comfortable with each other can sit without speaking. This is the great paradox. Nicholas Sparks
notebook dream believe
She would tell him what she wanted in her life--her hopes and dreams for the future--and he would listen intently and then promise to make it all come true. And the way he said it made her believe him, and she knew how much he meant to her. Nicholas Sparks
notebook needs sometimes
Sometimes we need to be apart to understand just how much we truly love each other . Nicholas Sparks
notebook hurt grief
In times of grief and sorrow I will hold you and rock you and take your grief and make it my own. When you cry I cry and when you hurt I hurt. And together we will try to hold back the floods to tears and despair and make it through the potholed street of life Nicholas Sparks
notebook beautiful girl
Every girl is beautiful. Sometimes it just takes the right guy to see it. Nicholas Sparks
notebook running writing
I would run into the corner store, the bodega, and just grab a paper bag or buy juice - anything just to get a paper bag. And I'd write the words on the paper bag and stuff these ideas in my pocket until I got back. Then I would transfer them into the notebook. Jay-Z
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I learn fast and I take note of what I've been told. Jay Kay
notebook ideas littles
But I've got ideas. I keep my little notebook, I've always got that with me. Hopefully there's more stuff than nonsense in there. Jarvis Cocker
notebook two giving
I got mugged. And they got my knapsack with my comedy notebook in it. So if anybody see two cholos bombing at the Funny Bone chain, that would be them. Just give me a jingle. Janeane Garofalo
notebook writing strikes
For my stand-up, I always have my notebook with me and if something strikes me, I'll write it down. Janeane Garofalo
notebook writing night
She was sitting cross-legged on her bed in her white kimono, writing in a notebook with an ink pen she dipped in a bottle. 'Never let a man stay the night,' she told me. 'Dawn has a way of casting a pall on any night magic.' The night magic sounded lovely. Someday I would have lovers and write a poem after. Janet Fitch
notebook hands events
Money is the driving force of Hand to Mouth, the lack of money, and all those true stories about strange things in The Red Notebook, coincidences and unlikely events, surprise, the unexpected. Paul Auster
notes
It is useful to constantly observe, note, and consider. Leonardo da Vinci
notebook crush heart
The only crush I have is on Chris Colfer. I’m madly in love with him… I just, like, I doodle in my prop notebooks, ‘I heart Chris Colfer’ over and over and over again. Lea Michele
notebook girl believe
..there she is, and I am watching her through plexiglass, and she looks like Margo Roth Spiegelman, this girl I have known since I was two–this girl who was an idea that I loved. And it is only now, when she closes her notebook and places it inside a backpack next to her and then stands up and walks toward us, that I realize that the idea is not only wrong by dangerous. What a treacherous thing it is to believe that a person is more than a person. John Green
notebook dream memories
Someday no one will remember that she ever existed, I wrote in my notebook, and then, or that I did. Because memories fall apart, too. And then you're left with nothing, left not even with a ghost but with its shadow. In the beginning, she had haunted me, haunted my dreams, but even now, just weeks later, she was slipping away, falling apart in my memory and everyone else's, dying again. John Green
notebook teacher talking
The nature of the labyrinth, I scribbled into my spiral notebook, and the way out of it. This teacher rocked. I hated discussion classes. I hated talking, and I hated listening to everyone else stumble on their words and try to phrase things in the vaguest possible way so they wouldn't sound dumb, and I hated how it was all just a game of trying to figure out what the teacher wanted to hear and then saying it. I'm in class, so teach me. John Green
notebook hate character
I love auditioning. Since 'The Notebook' and 'Wedding Crashers,' I don't have to audition anymore, and I miss it. You get to show your interpretation of the character. I get nervous when I don't audition. What if they hate what I want to do? Rachel McAdams
notes composer
Composers combine notes, that's all. Igor Stravinsky
notebook giving people
Prison Notebooks gives me a basic understanding of how power can influence people through cultural products and intellectual groups, so they will voluntarily support the hegemony. Okky Madasari
notebook dad father
And my father left me a legacy of his handwriting through letters and a notebook. In the last two years of his life, when he was sick, he filled a notebook with his thoughts about me… There are times when I want to trade all those years that I was too busy to sit with my dad and chat with him, and trade all those years for one hug. But too late. But that's when I take out his letters and I read them, and the paper that touched his hand is in mine, and I feel connected to him. Lakshmi Pratury
notebook song writing
If I'm writing... even a piece of a song... I write it down. If it still resonates six months down the line, a year, even five, those are the ones you put in your bag and you take to the studio. You come to realize, the ones that don't make it, they were only meant to live for that moment in your notebook or on the 4-track-and plenty of songs never get any farther than the 4-track. M. Ward
notebook artist essence
It is often we come the closest to the essence of an artist... in his or her pocket notebooks and travel sketchbooks... where written comments and personal notes provide an intimate insight into the magical mind of a working artist. Eugene Delacroix
notebook song crazy
I started writing an album on flights to Africa and Brazil, but it was crazy because I left the notebook on the plane. It had seven or eight songs in it. After that, I'm not writing any more songs on notebooks - and I keep my Blackberry close! Estelle
notebook paris waiting
I've seen you, beauty, and you belong to me now, whoever you are waiting for and if I never see you again, I thought. You belong to me and all Paris belongs to me and I belong to this notebook and this pencil. Ernest Hemingway
notebook coffee writing
It was a pleasant cafe, warm and clean and friendly, and I hung up my old water-proof on the coat rack to dry and put my worn and weathered felt hat on the rack above the bench and ordered a cafe au lait. The waiter brought it and I took out a notebook from the pocket of the coat and a pencil and started to write. Ernest Hemingway
notebook paris moveable-feast
You belong to me and all Paris belongs to me and I belong to this notebook and this pencil. Ernest Hemingway