Campus Diaries Quotes

I know I have my flaws. But I need to level up to be with this woman. She forces me to be better. I want to be better for her. I want to be her hero.

Always. You fall, I pick you up. Always.

Thanks for having me, Mrs. Graham.” “Oh, call me Hannah, please,” she insists. Her husband offers a deceptively pleasant smile. “And you can call me Mr. Graham.

Nobody likes failure, G. But I maintain that this isn’t failure. This is just one moment in time.” “A moment in time,” she echoes weakly. “Yes, and right now, in this moment, you’re down. But that’s okay because I’m here to lift you up.” “Always?” she whispers, peering at me with those big gray eyes. “Always. You fall, I pick you up. Always.

I’m not good enough for you,” I whisper against her lips. Alarm fills her eyes. “Ryder—” “I don’t know if I’ll ever be. But I want to try.

The problem with being a woman is that you never know what a NO will get you. Is it going to earn me an understanding nod and an okay, well, have a great night, it was nice talking to you? Or will it get me a you entitled bitch, what, you think you’re too fucking good for me?

And ironically, it’s not my reaction he needs to worry about. He just called me immature and graceless in front of my asshole husband, my asshole brother, and my asshole father. That’s bad enough. But it’s the mama bear he triggered.

You should be prepared,” Owen eventually says, glancing over to grin at me. “For what?” “You’re gonna marry that girl.

Garrett snickers. “Ungrateful little shit. I give you all my talent, and what do you do with it? You sing songs.” “Hey, that’s my talent,” Hannah says.

If you love someone, you should always tell them. Life is too short, and you never know what tomorrow will bring.

I have successfully managed to turn Briar’s grumpy, bad-boy hockey co-captain into a hold-my-purse boyfriend. I’ve won the world.

Beau Di Laurentis

I don’t love change, personally. I prefer stability. Once I feel comfortable with something—a place, a person, a routine—I want it to last forever. I hate that it never does.

But you’re hot when you smile. And it makes you look more approachable.” I blanch. “Baby, I don’t want people approaching me. That sounds awful.

I've shielded you your entire life. That's what I do. I'm your dad. I try to make sure the bad stuff doesn't reach you.

Garrett Graham battling tears when he handed his daughter over to Ryder was probably the sweetest thing I’ve ever seen.

You don’t owe people your forgiveness.” “You forgive for yourself, not for them.

Admitting that you're weak sometimes doesn't mean you're not strong. It means you're human .

Diana and I have a love-hate relationship. As in, she hates me, and I love to annoy her.

I told them I had a girlfriend.” I start to laugh. “This is the greatest day of my life.” “Oh, it gets better, Dixon. I told them it was you.

Like hell I can’t,” I growl. And then I give him another firm shove, forcibly moving him out of my way. “That’s my wife out there.

Drunk girls give the best compliments.

Number three: Every year or so, some dumbass gets the cockamamie idea that the team needs a pet.

That’s harsh.” “You don’t owe people your forgiveness.

My heart clenches at the sound of her voice. It’s crazy how much you can miss someone’s voice when you’re no longer hearing it every day.

Christ, I love this woman with all my heart. Being with Diana is like discovering a piece of myself that I never knew was missing. She makes me want to be the best version of myself, not because I feel like I have to impress her but because she inspires me to be better.

You have no idea how much I love you. It's almost pathetic. Never saw it coming, Dixon. But you're everything to me. I don't know when it happened, but it's true. You're the heartbeat of my days. You're the reason I look forward to tomorrow. I honestly never thought I’d find someone who understands me so completely.

Does your father-in-law pay you to be his hype man? Or you do it for free to score approval points?

Dean flashes a smile. He’s got those chiseled male model looks that keep getting better with age. I’ve seen pictures of him from his college days and he was smokin’ back then, but I think he looks even better now.

But that's what you do when you love people. Support their interests.

I love you. I'm not giving you up. Ever.” “Ever, huh?” “Well, as long as you'll have me.

Would it kill you to smile?” I peer at him over the rim of my glass. “I’ve seen you do it, so I know your face is capable of arranging the muscles in that way.

Damn it. Now I know why my mom can never stay mad at him. It’s because he goes around saying things like that.

Nope, nope, nope,” he groans. “You know how I feel when you talk about Connelly’s stupid looks. It triggers my crippling inferiority.

Even I can’t fight it. I hide my own laughter behind my fist. Shane levels me with a murderous glare.

He asked me, as a friend, to have dinner with him tonight. It’s not a date, and I am the most loyal fake girlfriend you will ever have. I fake love you, Shane. I want to fake marry you and have your fake babies. Okay?” I glare at her. “Uncalled for. I can’t believe you brought our fake children into this.

Better skedaddle, Gisele, before you piss off Garrett Graham.” I skate over to Ryder, playing dumb. “Garrett who?” “Are you shitting me right now? You don’t know who Garrett Graham is?” “Is he famous or something?” Ryder stares at me. “He’s hockey royalty. This is his camp.” “Oh. Yeah. I only follow figure skaters.

You know, most people would compliment me on the fact that I won that shootout,' I point out. 'Is that what you need from people? To be told what a good girl you are?

...I’m cheerful because I feel cheer. And I feel cheer because I love uniting people.

Garrett Graham’s daughter is hot. She was hot when I met her six years ago, and she’s even hotter now. Her eyes widen after she bodychecks me.

I don’t want people approaching me. That sounds awful.

I want you to remember that no matter where I am, I’ll always be with you. Watching out for you.

You can tell me if there is.” No, I can’t. Because then you’re going to lose your shit like you always do.

Here’s some advice: never offer to stay friends if you don’t mean it.

You’re not going to ask me to be your partner?” Rather than answer, Diana starts to laugh. “What’s so funny?” “You thought I would actually ask you.

One corner of his mouth tips up. 'Gisele,' he mocks. 'Prom king,' I mock back. With a soft chuckle, he spares me one last look before striding off.

You sure we're good here?' Coach says, still glancing around. 'Nobody else wants to pull out their dick and compare sizes? Wave them around to see who the biggest man here is?

Only con is that he sings everything.” “Like he sings a lot of songs?” “No.” She groans. “He sings everything. Like, ‘I a-am go-ing to chew-ooh some guuuum nowwww!

So.” Those mesmerizing blue eyes focus on my face “Are you going to let me kiss you, Gigi?” My pulse speeds up

You think I’m throwing you a pity fuck?” “You’re not?” “No.” There’s a pause. “I need what I need too.” Another pause. “And I want it from you.

Who wouldn’t want to play hockey?

I always pictured myself walking you down the aisle.

The African bushveld or the reeds of North Carolina?” “I fucking hate North Carolina.” “Africa, it is.

Dad?” he growls under his breath. “You’re Garrett Graham’s kid?” I can’t help laughing at his indignation. “Not only that, but I’m helping with your shooting drills today.” His eyes narrow. “You play hockey?” I reach over to pat his arm. “Don’t worry, prom king, I’ll go easy on you.

If someone wants to be in a relationship with you, they will. They won’t string you along. They won’t hit you up in the middle of the night for sex. They won’t feed you endless excuses about how they’re “not cut out for relationships” or how “you deserve so much better.” They would be with you, plain and simple.

Oh, trust me, Wyatt’s not exempt. There’s a reason he never brings girls home. He did it once when he was nineteen. Poor girl spent the weekend being interrogated by my husband and then flew back to Nashville and never spoke to Wyatt again.

I wonder if he longs for a maternal figure. He lost his when he was six, and it couldn’t have been easy growing up without his mother. Even worse that his replacement for her was a series of foster moms who never stuck around long enough to care.

You host a show with Jake Connelly, the most beautiful man in the world. Trust me, you’re going to get the views.” “Nope, nope, nope,” he groans. “You know how I feel when you talk about Connelly’s stupid looks. It triggers my crippling inferiority.

On that note, you can leave now. I have a margarita to drink and four episodes of Fling or Forever to catch up on.” “Cool. Wanna order a pizza? I’ll grab some beer from my apartment.” I stare at him. “I didn’t invite you.” “Oh, I invited myself. Was that not clear?

That hard exterior hides the kind of man I’m honored to be with. A man I trust enough to show every ounce of vulnerability to. A man who hears me when I gently point out a flaw and tries to alter his behavior. A man who makes me desperately happy even when I’m feeling sad.

Forget turning out like my dad, a measly professional athlete. Or my mother, a mere award-winning songwriter. I was going to be Stanley Cup and rule the fucking world. I can’t remember who burst my bubble. Probably my twin brother, Wyatt. He’s an unrepentant bubble burster.

I think maybe I’m just scarred from the misogynistic caveats that come with all the compliments I’ve received over the years. She played really well…for a girl. Her stat lines are impressive…for a woman. Nobody tells a male hockey player that he played amazingly well for a man.

He’s still as attractive as I remember. Only he’s not a lanky fifteen-year-old anymore. He’s a grown man, filled out and muscular. Sheer power drips off him.

You fall, I pick you up. Always.

His rough voice fills my ear with two inexplicable words. “Use me.

No one deserves to be hit. No woman, no man, no child. An intimate partner should not be doing that to you, ex-boyfriend or not. It’s not right.

His fingers stroke my cheek. Toying with my hair. I love how he always needs to be touching me, even though he plays it off cool. Nonchalant.

You can’t go out there.” “Like hell I can’t. That’s my wife out there.

You feel this too, don’t you?” “Yeah. I feel it.

My heart’s always in my throat when I’m with her. When I think about her.

Later, Dixon.” “Thanks for the ride, Daddy.” “Don’t turn me on this early in the morning, please.

Hello?” I don’t get a hello back, or even a normal sentence. His rough voice fills my ear with two inexplicable words. “Use me.

He just sighs, shaking his head to himself. “You really love her.” “Till the day I die,” I say simply.

I’m startled to see Will Larsen walk out wearing nothing but boxers.

I don't get a hello back, or even a normal sentence. His rough voice fills my ear with two inexplicable words. "Use me.

Practice is over. Get the fuck off my ice.

You know, I liked it better when you didn't talk at all.' That actually gets me a smile.

I reach over to pat his arm. 'Don't worry, prom king, I'll go easy on you.

She played really well... for a girl Her stat lines are impressive... for a woman. Nobody tells a male hockey player that he played amazingly well for a man.

Chicks like it when you're on your knees.

I’m already pulling my jacket off the hook in the hall. “I’m sorry, G. I’m really not feeling it.” Concern fills her eyes. “Luke.” “Don’t call me that,” I snap.

Seriously? We spent the night together and you can’t spare two more seconds to kiss me goodbye?

It sucks because Case is a genuinely good guy. He wasn’t being malicious when he did what he did. I truly don’t believe he meant to hurt me. He made a mistake.

I will never forgive him for what he did.” My throat is burning. “She wasn’t a perfect mother, but she was mine.

But that’s the most cliché thing I’ve ever heard in my life. I got married in Vegas.

I was going to be Stanley Cup and rule the fucking world. I can’t remember who burst my bubble. Probably my twin brother, Wyatt. He’s an unrepentant bubble burster.

Whenever her mother checks in on me, it unleashes a flood of warmth in my chest. It’s a totally foreign sensation.

Honestly, this is how I picture heaven to be,” I tell Ryder, the lightness in my chest creating a spring to my step.

I mean, it has to be secret. You really think Colson’s gonna let me hang out with him?” “What, Case is your mommy now?” she says sarcastically.

Hasn’t he paid his dues already? Like, damn. He got a blowjob from some chick at a party. It’s not like he actually fucked her.

And you can call me Mr. Graham.

We’ve chosen each other. And she’s right—I don’t expect it to be easy. Life never is. But she’s the one I want to face all the adversity with. She’s my partner, and no matter what happens, we’ll always have each other’s backs.

He studies me for long enough to make me shift in discomfort, then sighs. “Ryder. That, right there”—he points toward the front door, indicating the woman who’d just left— “is a girlfriend. And you, right here, aren’t a boyfriend.

I don't think we have ever had real democracy in this country. Anyone who studies adoption of the constitution will understand quite clearly that; democracy - as we understand that on today; was the last thing the founding fathers had in mind when they wrote the constitution ....it was: to establish strong central authority responding the elitist interests in United States. That's private property. And those men who wrote the constitution were representatives of the elites. They were the lawyers, bankers, merchants, the land owners, slave owners and so forth. And they write the constitution for their own private interest$. That is how government has served ever since. And that is why we have so little democracy in United States.

We know exactly what we’re getting into. It’s not going to be perfect. We’re going to run into issues. Life’s going to hit us hard from all directions, all the time. But we’re choosing to do life together. We went into this with our eyes wide open.

I’m not good enough for you,” I whisper against her lips. Alarm fills her eyes. “Ryder⁠—” “I don’t know if I’ll ever be. But I want to try.” And I do. I mean that. I know I have my flaws. But I need to level up to be with this woman. She forces me to be better. I want to be better for her. I want to be her hero.

But saying no to men isn’t always an easy task. I’d love to be direct. Confrontational. Look him right in the eye and say NO. The problem with being a woman is that you never know what a NO will get you. Is it going to earn me an understanding nod and an okay, well, have a great night, it was nice talking to you? Or will it get me a you entitled bitch, what, you think you’re too fucking good for me? And I’ve experienced the latter multiple times. The world is scary sometimes. So, no, I’m not going to shoot this guy down directly, at least not in this specific circumstance, where we’re alone and I’m trapped. I’ll vaguely dance around the issue until I’m able to escape this enclosed space and find the safety of a crowd.

DAVE HEBERT HAS ADDED SHANE LINDLEY TO THE GROUP NEIGHBORS. SHANE: Thanks for the add! SHANE: Like we discussed in the meeting earlier, I think the Valentine’s Day party should DEFINITELY include a secret Valentine exchange. Also, my little sis is pretty crafty, so she can help out with any decorations, cards, etc etc. VERONIKA: I love secrets :D DIANA DIXON HAS REMOVED SHANE LINDLEY FROM THE GROUP NEIGHBORS. BRENDA KOWALSKY HAS ADDED SHANE LINDLEY TO THE GROUP NEIGHBORS. SHANE: Glad to be back in the chat! Thanks, B. DIANA: Sorry, guys. Brenda accidentally added Red Birch resident 2B. She’s asked me to correct the error. DIANA DIXON HAS REMOVED SHANE LINDLEY FROM THE GROUP NEIGHBORS. RALPH ROBARDS HAS ADDED SHANE LINDLEY TO THE GROUP NEIGHBORS. RALPH: Shane, not sure why you got removed before? Diana, not sure what the error was? Anyway, re-adding you. SHANE: Ralph, my man! Appreciate the add. RALPH ROBARDS HAS BEEN REMOVED AS AN ADMIN OF THE GROUP NEIGHBORS. DIANA DIXON HAS REMOVED SHANE LINDLEY FROM THE GROUP NEIGHBORS. DIEGO GOMEZ HAS ADDED SHANE LINDLEY TO THE GROUP NEIGHBORS. SHANE: Regarding the spring barbecue, Gustav says he’s able to offer a deal if we go to him for all our sausage needs. VERONIKA: Yum! You really know how to whet a girl’s appetite :D CELESTE: How tasty! DIANA DIXON HAS REMOVED SHANE LINDLEY FROM THE GROUP NEIGHBORS. NIALL GENTRY HAS ADDED SHANE LINDLEY TO THE GROUP NEIGHBORS. DIANA: Niall, did Shane tell you about the drum set he just bought?? NIALL GENTRY HAS REMOVED SHANE LINDLEY FROM THE GROUP NEIGHBORS. THE END

Goodreads is becoming my diary- When I joined Nalanda by 2018, Ritika Rajput, Myself and Urvashi punia bishnoi were almost inseparable friends for three months, wherever we go, we go together, we eat together, we fight together almost whole Nalanda could not separate our friendship until two people entered which I do not want to mention. When we were close friends Shubham das and Shalini Chauhan were seniors to us and introduced us into trekking and hiking in and around Rajgir. But Ritika did not like that I even talk with Shalini Chauhan. Once Shalini invited me to visit Banaras with her, but Ritika asked me not to go with her, I did not want to mess up within friendship so I did not go. After Myself, Ritika and Urvashi broke apart in friendships , Shalini was always there to support me without any expectations. Yeah there were few more friends or seemed like friends Rashmi Singh, Rakhi Kashyap, Deepa kundu, Kajal, Madhuri and all of them were making troubles instead of peace. Shalini was the only peace lover at that time in the campus, but second year she went abroad and then I could not see her even until now Just diary of memories

I’m not good enough for you,” I whisper against her lips. Alarm fills her eyes. “Ryder⁠—” “I don’t know if I’ll ever be. But I want to try.” And I do. I mean that. I know I have my flaws. But I need to level up to be with this woman. She forces me to be better. I want to be better for her.