Tangerine Quotes Novels & Stories

The cold mango juice is a nice break from the panicked thoughts swirling in my head. The condensation on the glass, the sweet flavor, and the yellowy-orange color remind me of the plumage of a cockatoo, taking my mind away from where I am, why I’m here, and what I am about to do. A good feeling flickers through my chest, and a soft smile pulls at my lips as I think about Tina and how, one day, I’ll bring her here. We’ll drink fruit juice and hang out by the pool, soaking up the sun and lazily sitting in our lounge chairs while wearing colorful bathing suits and oversized sunglasses.

His long eyelashes fluttered open and caught me staring. “Are you done admiring me darling?” He said. I gave him a weird look and rolled my eyes. I felt a hand tap my elbow later and saw a note underneath it. “When does the suffering end?” It read. I wrote back : “if you pay attention, time will move faster, a great philosopher once said” I passed it back and smiled to myself. “Does that great philosopher like lemonade? And has a last name that starts with C?” I chuckled.

Karina looked confused, the meaning behind Nina’s words completely lost on her. Before Karina could ask, Nina stood up and took Orion’s hand. Noticing the half-eaten tangerine in his grasp, she casually took it with a playful raise of her eyebrow. “What? Your own mom isn’t allowed to eat your tangerine?”

She was quick to offer me a glass of water in hope that it's gonna calm me down and I will no longer say anything to her. I swallowed it. The bitter taste of the medicine made my face to contort in disgust. To drive off the bitter taste of the medicine of my taste bud. She offers a tangerine that I accepted but I only it a piece. My throat still hurts and I am having a hard time swallowing solid food. I just need another flavor in my mouth so I force myself to chew and swallow the piece of tangerine.

"Tich M." The name didn’t ring a bell, but his profile intrigued her. His photos weren’t showy, but something in his eyes held softness. She clicked through. He lived in the same city. They shared a few mutual friends. He had posted a quote she loved from Rumi: "The wound is the place where the light enters you." She accepted. Moments later, a message arrived. Tich: "I hope this isn’t weird. Your profile is beautiful. Especially the photo with the book and tea. You look like someone who understands stillness."

They also had their card held up. “Jordan.” Kelly said and the whole room turned to see the woman in question blushing. Grinning, Jordan nodded. “My granddaddy always said it. My grandma was never sure if he was talking about being surrounded by the enemy or kids.” “Either way,” Charlotte laughed, “being surrounded simplifies things.” “How many more?” Someone asked loudly. “Someone is getting hangry.” Charlotte laughed and clicked the key on the computer. The program that Camille and Trevor had written for this, shuffled the quotes and pulled up another one. “Last one. Between two evils, I always pick the one I never tried before. Mae West.”

When Lisa got out of the bathroom, she walked across the yard full of fruit trees, the oranges on the trees seemed to give off a seductive, very attractive light. In her previous life, she remembered that Jin sunbaenim did indeed grow a tangerine, a type of tangerine with almost no seeds, which won the grand prize at that time, but heard that the annual output was only 1,000 taels of gold, for Candlestick. selling very expensive, which is considered a luxury in tangerines, goods that even money cannot buy. At that time, Mark was already the richest person, and she was the wife of the richest man, so she could naturally eat oranges.

"Love looks not with ideas, was our favorite quote from the play. Every time we were sad, we would say this to each other because it brought back memories of us having fun down by the waterfall." I can feel the tears welling in my eyes, but I can't cry in front of him, "The day you left for New York, you said this to me, wiping away my tears, and promised you would see me again soon. But that wasn't the case. I waited for you, and every time I felt sad, I would whisper the quote to myself and it would put a smile on my face." "Sabrina, I'm so sorry," Atlas mumbles, "I didn't mean for you to find out this way."

I'm too hungry to wait for any food delivery, I'll just make do with these ones. I picked some tangerines in a plate and head to the dinning table. "Are you gonna eat those?" "Yeah!" I nod and sit on a chair, Xander sits next to me. He picked a tangerine and peels it for me.. he shares it into two and gives it to me. "Thank you!" I said and throws a piece in my mouth. He smiles and continue to peel another one... I guess I should use this time to ask some questions.

Then Allen Peterson couldn't sit still. There was a trace of red on Ava Smith's finger. It was Tang fanshuang's lipstick. Damn it, he forgot to wipe it. "I just got it from strawberries." Ava Smith glanced at Allen Peterson: "eat strawberries? Why don't I remember we have strawberries in our house? Moreover, strawberries can be used as a mouthful at any time." Now, Allen Peterson can't speak. What else can he explain. Ava Smith snorted coldly, "don't blame me for being rude if I see you in contact with Tang fanshuang again in the future."