Love Quotes From The Movie The Notebook นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Because she know that Doreen Garcia wouldn't bother to say those words to this man. "But you know that this wont work for us. I-i...I..." Anastasia cant find a word on how to explain it. "Its alright. I get it now." Nicholas said while smiling sadly at her. "Im sorry." She apologized once again making the Earl chuckled. "Stop apologizing, you're scaring me." He joked. Anastasia rolled her eyes playfully before looking to the windows. "You know...love is the sweetest when both of you are genuinely inlove with each other." She said, quoting the phrase from the romance novel that she read.

She cried so much that he could not understand it. He gave Shauna a glass of water, and she drank it all. Her emotions were almost settled when he asked, "Why are you crying?" "Why shouldn't I? I have seen it all before. Have you never read or watched The Notebook? First love never dies - shit! I was scared as hell when she tried walking down memory lane with you because there is always that small chance that you might remember those old feelings," Shauna told her true sentiments. Axel chuckled and sat next to her. He put his arm around her, gloating at how Shauna reacted earlier. Axel had always felt how Shauna cared for him and how she was attracted to him, but neither of them had said it

She cleared her throat, over-enunciating as though performing Shakespeare at the Globe Theatre. “Love isn’t patient, love isn’t kind… it’s fire, and it burns everything it touches.” She looked at me expectantly, starry-eyed. I wanted to slide under the table and melt into the floor. Was this real life? Was I being forced to quote my own tortured prose like a trained parrot? “Um.” My voice cracked. “Yes, that… that does sound like something I wrote.” “It is!” another boy shouted. “Page two seventy-three, right after the betrayal scene! I highlighted it!”

Without his note, I'd have thought it was spilled ink. It had a note too. [June XX, 20XX. Forever Lost My Love. I got what I deserved.]

But then he said it. “Actually, yeah!” he said enthusiastically. “That scene in The Notebook? Total classic. I’d love to do that someday. With someone special, of course.” My heart soared for about two seconds before crashing spectacularly when he added, “Maybe Parina. She’s been hinting that she likes me.” The bubble burst yet again. My heart plummeted, the warmth of his smile replaced by a cold ache in my chest. I managed a laugh, masking the sting of his words. “Lucky her,” I said, hoping he didn’t hear the crack in my voice.

In that moment, time seemed to stand still, as if the world had faded away, leaving only the two of them in their own private haven. The gentle trickle of water from the fountain created a soothing soundtrack to their intimate moment. Nabita traced her fingers along Victor's cheek, feeling the coolness of his skin beneath her touch. "I'm grateful for every moment we share," she whispered, her voice filled with sincerity. Victor's gaze softened, his eyes reflecting the depths of his love for her. "And I, my dear, am eternally grateful for your presence in my life," he murmured, his voice laced with emotion.

At the right hand side of the book was a written note. "I fell in love with you the first day I met you. It wasn't love at first sight. My love for you grew gradually and waxed stronger with time. Your personality, your soft hair, your beautiful eyes, your cute voice, your humor, the way you looked away and smiled, I had to walk pass again. Why do I like you? I don't have an answer for that, but I guess......" Suddenly I heard footsteps and I hurriedly tried to put back the sketch book in the drawer when the door opened. I had not finished reading it to know if it was actually for me. But it was obvious, wasn't it? I guess I wasn't the only one writing notes.

My life was a walking contradiction. Nina chuckled, catching the tone. “Jealousy I smell?” I rolled my eyes. “Don’t flatter yourself.” She laughed harder, shaking her head. “Girl, don’t do that. It’s written all over your face. You want to ask if he loved me. The answer? Yes. We were children, then teenagers, then idiots in love.” My stomach clenched. She spoke so easily. I hated how real it sounded. “He used to write me little notes,” she went on, smiling at the memory. “One time, he carved my name on a tree like some cliché storybook boy. He was all in. I was too.”

The only knowledge I had about romance was in the dozens of movies and books I'd preyed on. So, I said the only thing that came to mind at that moment, "The best love is the kind that awakens the soul and makes us reach for more." I remembered the classic line from The Notebook, I'd watched that movie a thousand times already, I knew every line by heart. I crossed my fingers hoping that it would work, and it did because he pulled me into a hug, tighter than anyone I've ever been. "Thank you for saying that." I couldn't believe that it worked, but I wasn't going to allow the opportunity to slip past so I hugged him back, my hand stroking his back gently.

"I'm impressed." "I want all of you, forever, you and me, everyday." He said, his voice blending with the cold quiet night. "The Notebook." I smiled and nodded. "God, I love that book." "As do I." He smiled back at me. "Okay, um," I pondered. "True love stories never have endings." He thought for a while, "I don't think I know that one." "Richard Bach." I informed him. "Smart guy." He smirked. "Couldn't agree more with him."