Tangerine Book Quotes Novels & Stories

They were all adjusted alphabetically. He then randomly picked a book. ‘If I had your Face – By Frances Cha’ He read the title. He opened the book. On the first page, there was her name and a date written. The date when she either got the book or started reading it. He flipped through the pages. She had underlined some context. Marked notes somewhere. Scribbled replies to some lines. He laughed to himself. There was this line she had highlighted, “In New York, you can talk to anyone about anything at any time and have a conversation so long you'll fall a little in love with that person, and then never see them again.”

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She shared the fact that the only reason she knew the obscure quote was through Bo, who at times would find other people words easier than his own. “The universe may forget us, but our light will brighten the darkness for eons after we’ve departed this world.” It was a repetitive quote, Oscar took a deep breath. “The universe may forget us, but it can’t forget us until we’re gone and we’re still here, our futures still unwritten.” Oscar could not remember the rest of the words, but he could see their effect on Bo. The taller man calms, his breathing moving at a steady pace through slightly parted lips.

Arlan seriously declared, and the huge hourglass they had brought was flipping to its other side – which meant the one-hour first round had already started. Tamara focused all her attention on reading the poetry written on the huge chart in front of them. ~ The last slice of an apple she had, ~ ~ Falls to the depth of the final three drops of cold water. ~ ~ For the warm knitted entity – the first one detached, the two that follow permitted; ~ ~ Were only almost halfway to the word she wanted to convey. ~ ~ For once again, she wanted a tea – that was pronounced with clarity; ~ ~ Well-made with warmth and earnestly. ~

I picked it up from the table where it lied and stared at the beautiful jewelry before my eyes caught up with a small piece of paper that fell from underneath it. I bent down to pick the pink paper and unfolded it neatly. It read, ‘Whenever the sun goes down, the moon will always pop up to lighten up the darkness’ Such a simple yet beautiful quote that could have only been written by my Alex. If I wasn’t already too emotionally I’d have laughed at his terrible handwriting. Whenever the sun goes down, the moon will always pop up to lighten up the darkness The words replayed in my mind continuously as I tried to understand what he meant by it but I just couldn’t.

Khloe spoke and I gazed up at her with my eyebrow raised. Looking down at the book, I turned the pages and stopped at the latest note. The rest of the pages were still blank but with only a few notes then it would be complete already. I glanced at Khloe first and she motioned me to go on so I gripped the edges of the book and read every word on the paper: " Ocean soul sparkles and lingers Silent cries whispering to the air Golden mare gliding between my fingers Her vast agony is too much for me to bear

“The bravest thing is to keep going when you don’t know what you’re going toward.” “Some people come into your life as blessings and some come as lessons. Try to know the difference.” He turned pages. Recipes. Actual recipes in the margins of the notebook. A curry. Something with plantain. Notes about quantities, more of this, less of that, don’t tell whoever you learned this from that you changed it. He almost smiled. More quotes. More recipes. A list of places she wanted to go. New York. Lagos. Lisbon. He stopped on Lisbon.

agina is all over the place. Leander patiently peels off the orange and lifts my vest. He squeezed an orange, put it on my chest, then a bite of the orange and n.ipple. The tangerine exudes a strong aroma of fruit. The juice burst out on my chest. Orange juice is like milk. The air is interlaced with cold and heat. “God! Leander, you're amazing!” I gasped with excitement and twisted my feet. It was like the exhilarating survival of not being able to reach the bottom of the water on my toes and feeling like I was going to drown.

He was truly impressed, he knew Vanessa loved books but not to this extent. “I want you to remember who you are, despite the bad things that are happening to you. Because those bad things aren’t you. They are just things that happen to you. You need to accept that who you are and the things that happen you, are not one and the same” she paused for a while waiting for the words to sink in, “this is my favorite quote of all times from the book Nathan” she moved closer to him and clasped her hand over his, “I am telling you my favorite quote because it applies to you Nathan. I have seen you so many times put yourself down because you are blind but I want you to know that you can do much better,