Forrest Gump Chocolate Box Quote Novels & Stories

"Oh come on, you won't break my heart like this now , will you?" "Mortin, hand me over the box please." "Please, let me go." "GIVE ME THE BOX, MORTIN!" "Open your mouth please." "Open your mouth Millie. Fine then." "Pwease." "Oh, still hungry? Don't worry we have plenty." "I'm sorry, i forgot. Give me the soda, Mortin." "Please...." "Clearly, you are very hungry." "Loser." "Now this will make you remember that when someone ask for help, you should help them right away."

My dad was an exceptional man with a high sense of integrity and an unquenchable taste for justice, my mum would always tell him. "Don't overdo it, there are certain things you just have to let slide," she would say with her low-pitched soprano voice that sounded so melodious as if she was singing. "Then what difference would I be from the others," he would always reply to her. But here they were at that moment trembling with fear as they saw their lives flashing before their eyes, my mum glared directly at the see-through glass, she could see me hiding behind the counter, she had sent me to the basement moment back to get a box of chocolates and now I held that box of chocolate in my hands

"Yeah. Just because." He took the box from me, his fingers brushing against mine. A jolt of electricity shot through me. "Thank you," he said, his voice barely a whisper. He opened the box and gasped. "Chocolate with raspberry? My favorite." He looked up at me, his eyes filled with gratitude. "You remembered." Damn it. I hadn't even known it was his favorite. I just… picked a cake. I shrugged, trying to play it cool. "Just a lucky guess."

Letting out a laugh I lifted it up to him, "Remember this?" And we both burst out laughing then, "That was the chocolate we shared that day after you scraped your knee, you still told me you didn't like the nuts inside, I told you that nuts were good for you, and you said let's bury it in the box for when we were desperate enough to want to eat nuts." Nodding I looked down at the bag in amazement as I studied the chocolate which was well preserved, "I still hate nuts, guess that day never came." Letting out a wry laugh he shakes his head,

___ does not look very pale and sad. ___ you know the reason for my sadness He pretended not to hear and got up and grabbed a box of candy from the pantry full of food and handed it to me. __They say that chocolate improves a bad mood. I looked suspiciously at the bonbon and he smiled sideways, I was surprised for so long that I only saw his cynical smile that the real smile looked fake. In the end I ended up eating not one or two but the whole box of good good for Victor's amusement.

you're free to go'. ‘You're serious??' ‘Yeah why wouldn't I be??' ‘Nothing', she abruptly answered and turned to leave but then paused, ‘Mr Grayson?'. ‘Yes??'. ‘Did you leave a box of chocolates on my desk by any chance??'. His eyes traveled to the corner for a moment, ‘Yes I did. Why do you ask??'. ‘Wh....why??'. She couldn't help but stutter at this absurdity. He shrugged, ‘I hate chocolate and it was a gift to me. There's no saying you can't have it is there??.

Gem spits while standing beside mom who is shaking "Haahaa oh yeah we can see you need breaking in, well don't worry cheery pie there's plenty of us whos willing to oblige, and as for this chocolate muffin," he says nodding to mom "well i don't usually like them older but Mmmmm i think ill have a bite of this one",

It was a small gold colored box with a note attached. I picked up the note. She has neat handwriting. Mostly cursive. /I’m sorry, I upset you. You’re an asshole, but you don’t deserve to be harassed by a stranger. Take this as my apology. I won’t disturb you again./ That was all she wrote. An apology. I opened the box after reading the note a second time. There were eight cookies in it. And another note. Well, it was a thin strip of paper. /I figured a grumpy guy like you wouldn’t like sweets. These are dark chocolate cookies with macadamia nuts./

In her hand, she had a box of chocolate. "What are those? Who's getting married?" I joked. "They're for you, silly," Cass explained. I was perplexed. Why did I get chocolate? "What brought this on?" "Can't a girl spoil her man? Why does it always have to be men giving women these things? I love you just as you love me, so why can't I give you a nice box of chocolate?" Cass explained.

There are also African-designed slippers in this box, it has a small tag that has my name on it. I see three expensive watches which I believe are Rolexes, and each has name tags on it. One for Robert, one for James, and the other for Carlos. The last thing I see in this box is a small baby shirt that has the words “Uncle Chad Is The Best!” I can’t stop the tears that fill my eyes instantly once I read the words. The tears spill from my eyes and James comfort me, but they are not tears of sadness. They are tears of joy and the fact that Chad still acknowledges me and everyone else even though I was really crappy to him and threw him out.