Quotes By F Scott Fitzgerald On Love Novels & Stories

But there is a simple note that wants him to bawl again. “You don’t have to remember who I am. Just look at me, Oneil, and see that I love you.” The quote follows a picture of Essi and Oneil, including the poem she wrote for him. “Maybe we found love or maybe beautiful things we thought would never come. But here we are and I’m grateful to know you.”

- She asked - Always and you? - I am and I'm also remembering something... Ah, my sex with Liam... - Did you remember? It's good that you come to terms with that this is and will be the only thing you had with him. – smile – Why do I bet who he thought was me, who he loves is me and guess who he married? – Open the Ferrari door. – You were just another one. I could see the anger in her eyes, I winked at her throwing a kiss and got inside the Ferrari getting ready for the race.

Vincent's words were a balm to my wounded heart, a reminder that love was a force that transcended the boundaries of time and circumstance. "You made her happy, Vincent," I whispered, my voice trembling with emotion. "You gave her moments of joy that lit up her world, even in the darkest times." His eyes glistened with unshed tears, a testament to the depth of his feelings. "And she gave me a lifetime of memories that I'll carry with me forever." We sat there, two souls connected by our shared love for the woman who had woven herself into the very fabric of our lives. In that moment, I understood the true power of love — its ability to transform, to heal, and to endure, even in the face of t

Lysandra, her gaze lingering on Sasha and Alec, replied with a soft sigh, "Makes you envious, more like. Such a connection, especially now, is rare." Nebula, her voice echoing a million stars, remarked, "In the vast tapestry of the universe, love is the golden thread that makes everything else meaningful. It's a force even the cosmos can't ignore." Maris, her eyes twinkling like deep-sea treasures, added, "Love is like water, it finds its way, even in the most arid landscapes, bringing life and hope." Alec, drawing Sasha into a more secluded part of the Haven, whispered, "Every second feels like an eternity when I'm not with you. But these stolen moments? They're like fleeting comets, brilli

Veronica's POV: 'Love is not what you do... Love is what you are... Love never tests you... it embraces you...' I swear that I must have heard this quote somewhere on I*******m a while ago... now I totally understand the meaning of it. I dropped my phone onto the mat beside me and started walking toward the waves, my steps unsteady, dizziness washing over me as a memory from my past rose uninvited in my mind. Chase was standing across from me, fury blazing in his eyes. On the table beside me lay a neatly folded stack of laundry.

A quote, scrawled in his elegant hand: “To love is to recognize yourself in another.” I stared at it, my fingers brushing the paper like it was something fragile.

Why had I been so obsessed with someone who clearly did not love me? I mulled it over on our drive to the shooting range. I’d always seen love as something I had to earn. It was like the Groucho Marx quote, “I wouldn’t want to belong to a club that would have me as a member.” If a man was in love with me… well, obviously he had terrible taste. And he probably couldn’t do any better.

I plant a kiss on his forehead and carefully move aside his arm from my shoulder. I silently close the door of his bedroom, after glancing at him with careness. He caused me heartache for three years, but I still can't move away from him, can I? Is it call love, huh? I recall the famous quote by British poet Alfred, Lord Tennyson - "Tis better to have loved and lost, than never to have love at all."

This sneaking out from a full blown reception to get some piece of heated passionate ardor was beyond imagination The way she finished when she dig her nails on the sleeve of his shirt in a hurry and little bit trepidation of being caught. The way her eyes shone when he had his share of pleasantries with her tight entry. The memory of the flowing fabric that slid down her curvaceous girth would live alive for hundred years and Edwin could cherish this teeny behavior during non teen days of his life. Love: To love is nothing To be loved is something To love and Be loved is everything. And today I have everything!!!! ''''''''''''''''''

“It is said not to advise those who fall in love. The quote is true.” I giggled and grabbed Stacy’s hand. “Don’t tease me again. I’m happy since Ethan thinks of me. The flowers are so pretty! I love the bouquet!” “Yeah, that’s what the lover says.” But then Stacy giggled too. “I’m curious to see how handsome Ethan is.” “Uh, once I meet him again, I’ll ask him to take pictures with me. So I can show it to you.” “Great! But it’ll be better if you ask him to visit you at the library. Sometimes the pictures don’t give justice to the person. If they aren’t photogenic, their photos may be worse than their real appearance.”