I Want You Quote From The Notebook 소설 & 이야기

" My Calculus notebook. Bring it next week after doing those problems." I look up and frown at her. She glares back at me and I quickly break eye contact. I don't take the book from her hand and this time I couldn't help but fist my hands tightly in anger. " oh..! Mine too.", Kevin says. " But I don't have a notebook. Okay, do one thing Nate, buy a notebook from the store and copy those problems.", he says and looks at Ethan. " Man..do you have a notebook? Or should he buy one for you too ?"

Simply blank, in a notebook where every other page, before and after, was filled with his small, careful, exhaustive handwriting, the unbroken record of a man who documented everything. A single empty page, on the exact day his own access log did not match Selene's, in a notebook he swore he had never once let out of his possession. "I do not remember this page being blank," he said quietly. "I do not remember this day at all." The lamp burned low between us. Neither of us said anything for a long time.

"Thanks. Hope you're hungry." "I can snack while we work." I opened up my backpack, and pulled out a notebook. "20 pages of quotes about life here. Beautiful words from brilliant minds. Read them all through once, then go back and mark a few of the ones that really resonate with you. No more than half-a-dozen." She looked shocked. "Homework? At this hour? Isn't there something you'd rather be doing our last full day together?" I shook my head. "Nothing that would give me near as much happiness and satisfaction as helping you find your mission in life. Indulge me, while I do some more work on the pool. Let me know when you're done."

“I… uh…” His expression didn’t shift, but I caught the faintest flicker of disappointment in those storm-grey eyes before he called on someone else. That look stung worse than his indifference ever did. The rest of the class I spent writing. Not lecture notes — I had already christened this notebook with a new title in flowing script across the top: ~ The Book of Forbidden Desires ~ Underneath, I kept going:

I can’t help but chuckle because even when I tried to order them, it took me a long time. “There’s a note here,” I say, taking out the note. “I hope this brings you a smile, Gray,” I read out loud and then look up at Quinn, who looks like she has just seen a ghost. “He didn’t…this can’t be…” she says, and I place the things down, my chest tightening at the thought that he thought this was a good idea. “Send them back,” I say, placing the books and note on the table. “Nina. Come on”

A tiny smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth. “You are unbelievable.” “So I’ve been told.” I rolled my eyes so hard they almost qualified as cardio. “Give it back.” “What do I get?” “My eternal gratitude.” “Boring.” “My notes?” “I can read those anyway.” “Kai.” “Wren.” “You’re impossible.” “And yet…” He finally placed the notebook into my waiting hand, letting his fingertips brush mine for the briefest second. Barely a touch. Hardly anything. Yet my pulse still skipped.

Startled, I quickly shrank back, but it was too late. He strode out, grabbed me by the back of my collar, and hauled me in like a little chick. "Quinn, this notebook is yours?" I was forced to look straight into Nathan's overpowering eyes. "So what if it is?" I shot back, jutting my chin out. "Can't I just doodle whatever I want?" "Doodle?" Nathan shoved the notebook in my face. "Not even a pro coach could come up with these tactics. And a laundry girl drew them?"

"Leibniz." "Tell Leibniz I have opinions." "He is not available." "Obviously." She dropped the notebook onto her desk and looked at me through the screen. "Walk me through it. From the beginning. Pretend I know nothing." "You know something." "Pretend I know less than I know."

“Every trace.” 😱 “The world forgot she ever existed.” ⸻ 🌙 The Notebook Without warning— One notebook fell from a shelf. 📖 Landing at Ilyaan’s feet. Its cover contained only one word. ✨ LYRA ✨ 😱 Aariz looked horrified. “That notebook shouldn’t exist.” 💀 Slowly… Ilyaan opened it. The pages were blank. Completely blank. 🌙 Then words started appearing by themselves. As if someone invisible was writing.