Love Quotes From The Movie The Notebook の小説・ストーリー

Walking towards it I grab the note Happy 16th birthday sweetheart Love S

"Love looks not with ideas, was our favorite quote from the play. Every time we were sad, we would say this to each other because it brought back memories of us having fun down by the waterfall." I can feel the tears welling in my eyes, but I can't cry in front of him, "The day you left for New York, you said this to me, wiping away my tears, and promised you would see me again soon. But that wasn't the case. I waited for you, and every time I felt sad, I would whisper the quote to myself and it would put a smile on my face." "Sabrina, I'm so sorry," Atlas mumbles, "I didn't mean for you to find out this way."

“I love you.” “I love you too. All of these surprises have been incredible.” “It’s not over just yet.” “Is this because our birthday is a few days away?” I asked. “No, it’s because I love you so much and I want to show you that. Is that okay?” “It’s perfect.” We settled in the fort, watching movies. Nathaniel couldn’t stop staring at me. “You know a movie is happening right?” I asked. “Sure, but this is a much better view.” He whispered.

My fingertips touched the worn covers, the yellowed pages, the notes he had written in the margins in his slanted handwriting. “Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs.” Romeo and Juliet. I opened the book exactly to the page of the quote, as if my hands knew the way. I knew that passage by heart. How many times had we read it together, lying in bed, his head in my lap while I recited Shakespeare and he closed his eyes, a smile on his lips? “Ma’am?” One of the men approached, his voice hesitant. He was young, maybe twenty-something, and looked at me with a mixture of pity and discomfort. “Are you all right?”

you surely must know it was all for you. A quote from my favorite classic book. Had he been paying attention to which books I read? But posing as Mr. Darcy did earn some points to Kabir. Kriti stole the note from you and read. "Wow. Boys like him exist. It's too romantic." I grinned, sniffing the flowers. Yes, boys like him did exist.

Alex is staring at me with an expression I can't quite read. "So the combined message," I continue, "is: I love you deeply and truly. You are my perfect love, my joy and peace, and my passion for you will never fade, even through the hardest times.'" My voice drops. "I even left a note attached to the flowers. It said, 'You're my forever, in both light and shadow, " I laugh, but there's no humor in it. "Now I'm wondering if she even read it. Or if she just threw the whole thing in the trash."

Inside, she flipped through the first few pages, and her eyes caught on a quote: “Forgiveness isn’t the end of love it’s the transformation of it.” She whispered it under her breath, testing the taste of those words on her tongue. It felt right. As she turned to leave, a small folded paper fell from between the pages. She picked it up, thinking it was part of the book but it wasn’t. It was a note, handwritten, almost delicate. No name. Just words. ‘We meet people not to keep them, but to return parts of ourselves we forgot existed.’ Her breath caught for a second not because she recognized the handwriting (she didn’t), but because it felt like a message the universe had been saving for her

I didn't want to pull away because it was the sweetest thing ever but I had to so we could both catch our breaths. She closed her eyes and tried her hardest not to blush but she still did. She took the notebook once more and I wondered what she wanted to write this time. I waited impatiently and when she was done, I nearly snatched the note from her. It read "Thank you for giving me so much happiness. The majority of my life has been filled with sorrow and suffering and I thought I was destined never to find happiness but then you and everyone else came into my life and filled it with so much light, happiness and love. You've all brightened my dark world and I couldn't ask for anything else.

Veronica's POV: 'Love is not what you do... Love is what you are... Love never tests you... it embraces you...' I swear that I must have heard this quote somewhere on I*******m a while ago... now I totally understand the meaning of it. I dropped my phone onto the mat beside me and started walking toward the waves, my steps unsteady, dizziness washing over me as a memory from my past rose uninvited in my mind. Chase was standing across from me, fury blazing in his eyes. On the table beside me lay a neatly folded stack of laundry.

Not after everything they had gone through. "Yes Jasmine. I love you. I love you even after I almost died because of you. I love you even after you betrayed me Jasmine. I love even after you separated me from my child who gave me hope that I could be better. I love you no matter what, I still love you!" He crashed his lips unto hers. Her eyes opened wide in surprise before she shut them up to savor the moment. She wasn't sure when next she would get to feel him again like this. But what born more than the touch of his lips was the words in her heart and at the tip of her tongue. She wanted to push him away and scream to him; I love you too Marcello Marchesa!