Nicholas Sparks

"I love autumn', Emily said to me. 'It wins you over with its mute appeal to sympathy for its decay."

"And though she didn’t know it then, whenever her thoughts drifted back toward the past, she would always remember that this was how it all began."

"For it is one thing to declare one's love for someone and quite another to accept that loving that person requires sacrificing one's dreams."

"She was my dream. She made me who I am, and holding her in my arms was more natural to me than my own heartbeat. I think about her all the time. Even now, when I'm sitting here, I think about her. There could never have been another."