Quotes from Nicholas Evans

The important things in life never happened by accident. But even with those things that were meant to be, sometimes you had to wait awhile and then maybe give them a little nudge.

It's a lot like nuts and bolts - if the rider's nuts, the horse bolts!

No man may earn his heart's desire, lest first he brave the smoke and fire

Her only shame was that she felt none.

I guess that's all forever is. Just one big long trail of nows. And I guess all you can do is try and live one now at a time without getting too worked up about the last now or the next now.

Seems to me if you talk about these things too much, the magic gets lost and pretty soon talk is all there is. Some things in life just... are.

They looked at each other and some refraction of the pain in Tom's heart must have shown in his eyes. Frank said, 'In pretty deep, huh?' 'About as deep as it gets.

What wanton liars love makes of us.

Dancing and riding, it's the same damn thing. It's about trust and consent.

Dr. Henderson made the interesting observation that this was the very same day that North Korea had invaded the South, an event that still looked likely to provoke a third world war, for which Diane would also likely be held responsible.

Maybe that's nature's way. Making people you once loved less lovable, so that it won't be so hard when they go.

Annie looked into his eyes with their blood-crazed whites and for the first time in her life knew how one might come to believe in the devil.

Car si elle n'avait jamais agi ainsi consciemment, elle se rendait bien compte qu'une femme pouvait confondre amour et pitié, et s'attacher à un homme dans l'espoir de le sauver. Ou qu'elle pouvait y voir comme un défi, persuadée qu'elle et elle seule pourrait le secourir, le protéger et le rendre heureux.

Just as they had followed the buffalo across the plains, wolves now followed it, in a few short years, to the brink of extinction.

The power of human habit never failed to astonish her. How was it that two intelligent, decent people who basically loved each other could get so locked into a pattern of behavior that neither of them - or so she presumed - enjoyed? It was as if each knew the role he or she was expected to take and had no choice but to play it

There was death at its beginning as there would be death again at its end.

It was, she believed, a simple and unassailable fact of life that if a woman went to epic lengths to throw herself on the mercy of a man, the man would not, could not, refuse.