Quotes about notebook
notebook moon numbers
They're headed for some place called the Great Barrier." "A place that doesn't exist." Liv was shaking her head, checking the rotating dials on her wrist. Link pushed away his plate, still covered with food. "So let me get this straight. We're gonna go down into the Tunnels and find this moon outta time with Liv's fancy watch?" "Selenometer." Liv didn't look up from copying numbers from the dials into her red notebook. Kami Garcia
notebook opening-up giving
I'm giving all that I have in this life. I'm opening up my notebook and I'm saying everything in there out loud. Kanye West
notebook reading loss
I can't predict how reading habits will change. But I will say that the greatest loss is the paper archive - no more a great stack of manuscripts, letters, and notebooks from a writer's life, but only a tiny pile of disks, little plastic cookies where once were calligraphic marvels. Paul Theroux
notebook writing black
Sometimes I'll hear a phrase or a word and write it down in my little black notebook (a writer's best mate), then come back to it and work a plot around it. Paul Kane
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
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.
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.
notebook dad writing
I take almost no notes when I write. I have one notebook - this old green leather notebook that my dad gave me a decade ago. Nicole Krauss
notebook heart enough
I have loved another with all my heart, and for me that has always been enough. Nicholas Sparks
notebook guy might
It might seem as the hardest thing to do, but you have to forget the guy who forgot about you.
notebook home sweetheart
That's my sweetheart in there. Wherever she is, that's where my home is.
notebook dream memories
What are we after all our dreams, after all our memories?
notebook summer stars
Summer romances end for all kinds of reasons. But when all is said and done, they have one thing in common: They are shooting stars-a spectacular moment of light in the heavens, a fleeting glimpse of eternity. And in a flash, they're gone.
notebook thinking movie-love
I lost you once, I think I can do it again.
notebook thinking parent
Would you stop thinking about what everyone wants. Stop thinking about what I want, what he wants, what your parents want. What do you want?
notebook love-you men
You and I were different. We came from different worlds, and yet you were the one how taught me the value of love. You showed me what it was like to care for another, and I am a better man because of it. I don't want you to ever forget that.
notebook thinking years
So, it's not gonna be easy. It's gonna be really hard. We're gonna have to work at this every day, but I want to do that because I want you. I want all of you, forever, you and me, every day. Will you do something for me, please? Just picture your life for me? Thirty years from now, forty years from now? What's it look like? If it's with him- go. Go! I lost you once, I think I can do it again, if I thought that's what you really wanted. But don't you take the easy way out.
notebook summer tree
And if, in some distant place in the future, we see each other in our new lives, I will smile at you with joy, and remember how we spent a summer beneath the trees, learning from each other and growing in love.
notebook mother home
That's my sweetheart in there. I'm not living her. This is my home now. Your mother is my home.
notebook dream sunset
That a day spent with dreaming and sunsets and refreshing breezes cannot be bettered.
notebook poetry inspire
Poetry, she thought, wasn't written to be analyzed; it was meant to inspire without reason, to touch without understanding.
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?
notebook want notebook-love
I'll be anything you want, just tell me what you want and I'll be that.
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.
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.
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.
notebook needs sometimes
Sometimes we need to be apart to understand just how much we truly love each other .
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
notebook beautiful girl
Every girl is beautiful. Sometimes it just takes the right guy to see it.
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 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 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