Her fine high forehead sloped gently up to where her hair, bordering it like an armorial shield, burst into lovelocks and waves and curlicues of ash blonde and gold. Her eyes were bright, big, clear, wet and shining, the colour of her cheeks was real, breaking close to the surface from the strong young pump of her heart. Her body hovered delicately on the last edge of childhood -- she was almost eighteen, nearly complete, but the dew was still on her.
F. Scott FitzgeraldVery strong personalities must confine themselves in mutual conversation to very gentle subjects.
F. Scott FitzgeraldI love this simply because it's cute, and I guess it's a sign of the times in many respect. It's pretty much saying you complete me, only in the sweetest way possible.
F. Scott FitzgeraldIf you spend your life sparing people’s feelings and feeding their vanity, you get so you can’t distinguish what should be respected in them.
F. Scott Fitzgerald