It would be like describing colors to someone blind from birth: The words might be understood, but the concept would remain mysterious and private.
Nicholas SparksThe sky grew darker and the moon rose higher as the evening wore on. and without either or them being conscious of it, they began to regain the intimacy, the bond of familiarity, they had once shared.
Nicholas SparksOr maybe watching you enjoy a carefree summer while you fell in love was what kept me out of the hospital in the first place.
Nicholas Sparks