Nowhere Else I'd Rather Be Quotes

When I am with you, there is nowhere else I'd rather be. And I am a person who always wants to be somewhere else.

Nobody or Nowhere? Fern: I'd rather be nobody at home than somebody somewhere else. Ambrose: I'd rather be nowhere. Being nobody when you're expected to be somebody gets old. Fern: How would you know? Have you been nobody? Ambrose: Everybody who is somebody becomes nobody the moment they fail.

Because there's nowhere I wouldn't go for you. And if you get out to Montana and realize there's somewhere else you need to be, there's nothing I'm not willing to do to make it work. I'd rather have you five days a year than anyone else all the time.

When I am with you, there is nowhere else I’d rather be. And I am a person who always wants to be somewhere else.

I thought, There is nowhere else in the universe I would rather be at this moment. I could count all the places I would not rather be. I’ve always wanted to see New Zealand, but I’d rather be here. The majestic ruins of Machu Picchu? I’d rather be here. A hillside in Cuenca, Spain, sipping coffee and watching leaves fall? Not even close. There is nowhere else I could imagine wanting to be besides here in this car, with this girl, on this road, listening to this song. If she breaks my heart, no matter what hell she puts me through, I can say it was worth it, just because of right now. Out the window is a blur and all I can really hear is this girl’s hair flapping in the wind, and maybe if we drive fast enough the universe will lose track of us and forget to stick us somewhere else.

There’s nowhere else I’d rather be.

It’s 11:11. Make a wish! What are you doing? Make a wish.” “I don’t have one.” “Of course you do. Just think of something you really want. Anything. Quick!” I pause for a long moment, and I realise why my mind is blank. The reason sits in front of me with a special smile and shimmering eyes. There’s nowhere else I’d rather be than right here with her. “Summer, I already have you.

I didn’t have to be out there making a difference for thousands of people in order to matter. I could make my difference one person at a time. Starting with me. There was nowhere else in the world I’d rather be. And that was the secret, I realized. It didn’t matter what my salary was. Whether or not I had a corner office and an assistant. This feeling, this contentment, was what mattered most.

You think I’m a prisoner here. That I’m trapped, that you’re trapped. And in a way, maybe we are. But I can’t quite call it a prison when there’s nowhere else I’d rather be.

There's nowhere else I'd rather be. I will always be there when you need me." Adam

For this world of readers and writers. There’s nowhere else I’d rather be than here with you. May we all have an adventure just like Lille’s, in the pages and in our minds.

There’s nowhere else I’d rather be than by your side.

I may have a potty mouth, but I do not get caught in illicit sexual encounters in Marriotts, for fuck’s sake. I guess I could be open to a Ritz-Carlton or a Four Seasons, but a Marriott, no fucking way! Yet here I am. And there’s nowhere else I’d rather be. What spell has this boy cast on me? I

[This] beautiful girl asleep on my chest, her ear over my heart, needs me right now. So I hold her close and let me eyes shut as the sun lowers over “the greatest mountain.” I don’t really know her. I don’t have any right to her. I shouldn’t get attached to her. In a handful of days she will be gone. But right now, there is simply nowhere else on earth I’d rather be.

I thought, There is nowhere else in the universe I would rather be at this moment. I could count the places I would not rather be. I’ve always wanted to see New Zealand, but I’d rather be here. The majestic ruins of Machu Picchu? I’d rather be here. A hillside in Cuenca, Spain, sipping coffee and watching leaves fall? Not even close. There is nowhere else I could imagine wanting to be besides here in this car, with this girl, on this road, listening to this song. If she breaks my heart, no matter what the hell she puts me through, I can say it was worth it, just because of right now. Out the window is a blur and all I can really hear is this girl’s hair flapping in the wind, and maybe if we drive fast enough the universe will lose track of us and forget to stick us somewhere else.

Lord Gareth?" He froze. It was she, staring out at him with an expression of astounded disbelief on her lovely face. Gareth was caught totally unprepared. He knew he must look like an arse because he certainly felt like one. But the comic ridiculousness of the situation suddenly hit him, and his lips began twitching uncontrollably. He gazed up at her with perfect innocence. "Hello, Juliet." A chorus of out-of-tune voices came up from below. "Romeo, O Romeo, wherefore art thou, Romeo?" Gareth flung his crop down at their heads. Cokeham let out a yelp, then fell to laughing. The girl's smooth, high brow pleated in a frown as she took in the scene. Perry down there with the horses. The other Den of Debauchery members all gathered below, beaming stupidly up at her. And Gareth, grinning, sprawled full-length along a tree branch just outside her window. "Just what on earth are you doing, Lord Gareth?" The way she said it made his cheeks warm with embarrassment. So he was a pillock. Who cared? Instead, he gave her his most devastating grin and said with cheerful earnestness, "Why, I have come to rescue you, of course." "Rescue me?" "Surely you didn't think I'd allow Lucien to banish you into obscurity, now, did you?" "Well, I —  The duke didn't ban—"  She gave a disbelieving little laugh and leaned out the window, grasping the blanket tightly at her breasts. Her hair, caught in a long, dark braid, swung tantalizingly out over her bosom. "Really, Lord Gareth. This is ... highly irregular!" "Yes, but the hour is late, and as it took me all day to find you, I was feeling rather impatient. I do hope you'll forgive me for resorting to such desperate measures. May I come in and talk?" "Of course not! I — I cannot have a man in my bedroom!" "Why not, my sweet?" He pushed aside a small, leafy twig in order to see her better and grinned cajolingly up at her. "I had you in mine." She shook her head, torn between what she wanted to do — and what she ought to do. "Really, Lord Gareth ... your brother will never approve of this. You should go home. After all, you're the son of a duke and I'm just a — " " — beautiful young woman with nowhere else to go. A beautiful young woman who should be a part of my family. Now, do collect Charlotte and your things, Miss Paige — I fear we must make haste, if we are to marry before Lucien catches up to us." "Marry?!" she cried, forgetting to whisper. He gazed at her in blank, perfect innocence. "Well, yes, of course," he said, clinging to the branch as it dropped another few inches. "Surely you don't think I'd be hanging out of a tree for anything less, do you?" "But —" "Come now."  He smiled disarmingly. "Surely, you must see there is really no other option for you. And I won't have my niece growing up without a father. What kind of a man do you think I am? Now, gather up Charlotte and get your things, my dear Miss Paige, and come outside. I am growing most uncomfortable." Juliet

Because in English we have a saying: home is where the heart is. YOu have my heart, Nico. You are my home. So, if the man I love is in Paris, then there's nowhere else I'd rather be

Yeah, this woman has me wrapped around her little finger, and there’s nowhere else I’d rather be.

I kissed her because, in that moment, there was nowhere else I’d rather be, nothing else I’d rather be doing. And no one else I’d rather be doing it with.

He catches me around the waist. “Say it. Say you’re mine.” I smile up at him, tears clouding my vision. Noah was never the prince in my story. Ours was never a fairytale, but fairytales are boring. Maybe our once upon a time was dark and dirty and raw, but it was ours. It led us here, and I can honestly say, there’s nowhere else I’d rather be. “I’m yours.

You shoulder too much. You never ask for help. I want to help you carry your burdens, Cassandra. Not because I feel an obligation but because it means I’m standing at your side and there’s nowhere else in this world I’d rather be.

this woman has me wrapped around her little finger, and there’s nowhere else I’d rather be.

nowhere else I'd rather be because if I'm not careful, he's sure to kick me the fuck out as quick as he called me.

Just give me a minute.” I’d give him eternity. Standing there safe in his arms, there was nowhere else I’d rather be.

Saints Cross might be one fucked-up town, but there’s nowhere else I’d rather be.

I thought, There is nowhere else in the universe I would rather be at this moment. I could count the places I would not rather be. I’ve always wanted to see New Zealand, but I’d rather be here.

When I’m with you, even on bad days, even on perfectly ordinary days, there’s nowhere else I’d rather be. That’s never happened to me before. I spent most of my life dreaming about places I’d rather be. But with you, I realized it has nothing to do with location…if I’m with you, it doesn’t matter where we are. When I’m with you, I see all the colors. And I’m not scared of the darkness, because there’s so much light inside you too. When you let me see you, really see you, there’s nothing in this world more beautiful than you, Killian.

Naturally,” I whisper. But knowing I’ll regret it doesn’t stop me from wanting it—wanting him. Regretting is a problem for future Violet. “Fuck it.” One second he’s out of reach and the next his mouth is on mine, hot and insistent. Gods, yes. This is exactly what I need. I’m trapped between the immovable stone of the wall and the hard lines of Xaden’s body, and there’s nowhere else I’d rather be.

In the picture, Natalya is dressed all in pink with her back pressed against my chest and my hands wrapped snuggly around her stomach and butt because I was terrified I was going to drop her. Lev’s wrong, though. I don’t look terrified in the photo. She’s gripping my finger and looking up at me, and I’m looking down at her. I look puzzled and slightly surprised, if anything. I’d expected Natalya to scream, but she’d just smiled up at me like there was nowhere else she’d rather be. When I look away from the photo, the first thing I see is Natalya staring at me. The same blue eyes meet mine, but everything else has changed about her. She’s not a little girl anymore. She’s a woman, a beautiful woman, but she’s also completely and absolutely off-limits.

I’m crazy about you, Carter. There is nowhere else I’d rather be than standing next to you, wherever that might take me.

You belong to me,” he says, his deep voice vibrating with solemnity as well as demand. “You’re mine now, Melanie.” … His gaze burns into mine. “Let me hear you say it.” “I am,” I whisper, barely staving off the emotion that swells inside me. “There’s nowhere else I’d rather be, and with no one else, Jared. I’m yours.

Her smile chased away the gloom with its brightness. "There's nowhere else I'd rather be." And right then, he knew he'd forgive her just about anything so long as she looked at him that way.

The band started a new song and I pulled Everly close. I lifted her chin and leaned down, kissing her. Not because we were supposed to. Not to sell everyone in the room on the veracity of our relationship. I kissed her because, in that moment, there was nowhere else I’d rather be, nothing else I’d rather be doing. And no one else I’d rather be doing it with.

Tell me something true,” … “There’s nowhere else I’d rather be than right here with you, tonight.