The sheath that held her soul had assumed significance - that was all. She was a sun, radiant, growing, gathering light and storing it - then after an eternity pouring it forth in a glance, the fragment of a sentence, to that part of him that cherished all beauty and all illusion.
F. Scott FitzgeraldTags: people sun lovers falling-in-love radiance gloria-gilbert
Beauty is only to be admired, only to be loved - to be harvested carefully and then flung at a chosen lover like a gift of roses. It seems to me, so far as I can judge clearly at all, that my beauty would be used like that...
F. Scott FitzgeraldTags: beauty youth ageing gloria-gilbert
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