Nathan Scott Quotes Novels & Stories

she moved closer to him and clasped her hand over his, “I am telling you my favorite quote because it applies to you Nathan. I have seen you so many times put yourself down because you are blind but I want you to know that you can do much better, you don’t have to beat yourself up everyday because you can’t see, you are still the Nathan that the world knows and the world awaits more from you” “Babe…” he whispered but he could not get the words out of his mouth, he wasn’t expecting her to do this for him, this was the first time and it was beautiful. “Should I tell you another quote from the book?” “Hmmm” he nodded, “i really want to hear it” “Don't take life too seriously. Punch it in the fa

said Nathan as he came into view, looking disgusted as he glided closer to his friends. None of the three guys said anything as they watched and listened to him. “I told y’all how cheap that girl is, yet you fell blindly for her. Is it insanity, or you’re just naturally stupid, buddy?” Nathan scowled, disappointment fleeting across his face. “Nathan!” Joshua cautioned with a growl, reaching out his hand and Michael back, who had not even attempted to do anything. However, all expressions had disappeared from his face. “I think you should stay out of this discussion, Nathan. He loves her and that’s all that matters,” Scott tutored, hoping Nathan would just listen and keep quiet already.

"We can't have half the room fighting over her while you just sit there looking entirely unbothered." Nathan gave a lazy shrug, wearing a wildly exaggerated expression of innocence. "Afraid I can't help you there." "Why's that?" "Because she's already made her stance crystal clear." He turned his face toward me as he spoke, and with the shift, that familiar, crisp scent of forest drifted faintly across the space between us. "Where she goes is entirely her call." Jonathan shot him a look of pure exasperation. "You are nothing like James." "Sure, I'm not my grandpa."

he said, voice even, “but he’s only looking at one.” I turned my head sharply, eyes locking onto his. “You sound really sure about that.” Nathan smiled, slow and knowing. “I see things, Evie.” I exhaled. “Right. The wise, all-seeing Nathan Carter.” He chuckled, his fingers tapping against the railing. “That’s what they call me.” I shook my head, rolling my eyes, but my lips curved slightly. “And what do you see now?” His gaze flickered to my mouth before meeting my eyes again. “A girl who’s trying really hard to act like she doesn’t care.”

she chimes in, equally thrilled and I rejoiced with my head thrown back. "I stop him and say, 'You, I don't care how big of a champion you are, my friend here needs this coaching as much as you so better ask your coach to lower the prices again.' Nathan had stared at me all amused before he raised his brows and looked back at the two friends alongside him then I said, 'Not everyone is Richie rich like you'." Kate gasps in disbelief and drums her fingers against the top of Nathan's head. "Woah, Sophie, I didn't know you were such a bad-ass," she laughs and I flush red.

"Can't seem to escape her ghost, can I?" ‌ Nathan leaned back, taking a sip of his drink. "You know, Magnus, I've been thinking. Maybe you should take a page out of Sabrina's book and find happiness elsewhere. My initial suggestion was just making fun of you.” ‌ I shot him a glare. "You're hilarious, Nathan. Truly." ‌ He grinned, undeterred. "Just saying, there are plenty of wolves in this bar who would kill for a dance with the mighty Alpha Magnus." ‌

Nathan asked with lines of curiosity all over his face. "She doesn't have enough experience, and I'm not scared. Do you not know who I am? Why should I feel threatened by a nobody like her? Continue observing what ever happens. I want you to report back to me no matter how little it is." "You sound scared, you proud dick." Nathan mocked after he'd hung up the call. He slipped his cellphone back into his pocket. He looked up to see if the next bus was arriving, and saw Naomi walking loosely along the walkway.

“One thing you should know about boys, it’s usually tough for us to admit when we’re wrong and to say that we’re sorry.” “Oh wow. I’ll have to file that under ‘d’. ‘D’ for ‘decoding guys’.” “You should. But you know, I’m usually a fun, positive and easy-going guy.” “Oh yeah?” Kate says teasingly again. “Should I start calling you Mr. Brightside now? Mr. Glass-Is-Half-Full?” This time, Nathan makes an impression of a French philosopher. “I zink zere iz no glash, mademoiselle.”

Chapter 13: Mistakes Albert Camus once wrote, "Blessed are the hearts that can bend; they shall never be broken." But I wonder if there's no breaking then there's no healing, and if there's no healing then there's no learning. And if there's no learning then there's no struggle. But the struggle is a part of life. So must all hearts be broken? – Nathan Scott, One Tree Hill ********** I silently made my way into Nate's apartment, I felt so dirty doing what I was doing right now but I needed answers.

“Nobody can live like that.” “I can,” Nathan said, his voice dropping an octave. “Because I have to. There’s no room for error when everyone is waiting for you to trip.” “And what? You just never have a life? You just stay a ghost in a suit until someone retires you with a hit?”