Character: Landon Carter

- Don't think you know me... Right?
- But I know. Know. We go to the same school since kindergarten. Your name is Jamie Sullivan. Lunch table seven. There are not that rejected, not affected, not selfless. You only get one shirt. When walking you look at his feet. Yeah, I almost forgot, as you do with young stargazers. So how?
- Very predictable. All I have said.
And you do not care?
- Of course.

I had to make an effort to enroll in College. I haven't played neither football nor basketball, nor chess, nor in a bowling alley, was not involved in music, did not Shine with mind - hell, almost no Shine. In desperation, I began to remember their crown tricks, but honestly, I counted not so much. I knew how to knit eight knots; could all walk barefoot on the hot asphalt; a pencil balanced on the tip of my finger for thirty seconds. it is Unlikely that was enough to secure admission to College.

- You can't love me, Landon, she said. Her eyes were red and puffy. We can be friends, can see each other... but to love me is impossible.
Why? hoarsely I asked.
- Because I am very sick, - said quietly to Jamie.
It was all strange to the point of impossibility; I could not grasp what she is trying to say.
- So what? You'll be better soon...
She smiled sadly, and suddenly I understood.
Not taking his eyes from my face, Jamie said the words, from which I had frozen heart:
- Landon, I'm dying.

- But you haven't lost faith?
- No.
I knew not, although he, it seems, was ready to disbelieve.
Because I hope to get better?
"No," replied Jamie, just faith - the only thing I have left.

Maybe you're just afraid that one day someone really wants to be with you... just to be...

... she has shown me that actions - not thoughts or intentions - you can judge people....

It didn't last long, and of course it was not like the kiss You see in movies these days, but it was just wonderful. And all I can remember about the moment is that when our lips first touched each other, I knew that he would remember this moment for life.

I don't think we can always understand what is going on. I think sometimes we have to just believe.

Even mother sometimes pour salt on the wound.

Sahara in his smile there was so much, that would be enough for a year's supply of Coca-Cola.

I may be irresponsible, but at least educated.

Sometimes I want to go back and fix mistakes, but I understand that then go and joy.

- Jamie was not able to see the miracle...
- Yes, she saw it, she had you!

Jamie and I spent a delightful summer. We experienced so much love that other people do not experience in my entire life. Then, she left, but her faith has not wavered even for a second!