Their lips brushed like young wild flowers in the wind.
Interpretation
This quote evokes the delicate and gentle nature of young love.
F. Scott Fitzgerald uses the imagery of young wild flowers in the wind to illustrate the tenderness and fleeting beauty of young love. The comparison highlights the gentle, almost ethereal quality of a first romantic connection, suggesting both innocence and the natural, spontaneous energy between lovers.
In practice
In a romantic movie scene where two characters share their first kiss.
Don't be so anxious about it,' she laughed. 'I'm not used to being loved. I wouldn't know what to do; I never got the trick of it.' She looked down at him, shy and fatigued. 'So here we are. I told you years ago that I had the makings of Cinderella.' He took her hand; she drew it back instinctively and then replaced it in his. 'Beg your pardon. Not even used to being touched. But I'm not afraid of you, if you stay quiet and don't move suddenly.
The test of a first-rate intelligence is the ability to hold two opposed ideas in mind at the same time and still retain the ability to function.
It was about then [1920] that I wrote a line which certain people will not let me forget: "She was a faded but still lovely woman of twenty-seven."
The words seemed to bite physically into Gatsby.
But you can love more than just one person, can't you?
A sudden gust of rain blew over them and then another - as if small liquid clouds were bouncing along the land. Lightning entered the sea far off and the air blew full of crackling thunder. The table cloths blew around the pillars. They blew and blew and blew. The flags twisted around the red chairs like live things, the banners were ragged, the corners of the table tore off through the burbling billowing ends of the cloths.
Life is the flower for which love is the honey.
I keep a close watch on this heart of mine I keep my eyes wide open all the time I keep the ends out for the tie that binds Because you're mine, I walk the line.
Pure love and suspicion cannot dwell together: at the door where the latter enters, the former makes its exit.
Lover's words: βHow beautiful you are, now that you love me.β
Absence, like death, sets a seal on the image of those we love: we cannot realize the intervening changes which time may have effected.
Here's my advice to you: don't marry until you can tell yourself that you've done all you could, and until you've stopped loving the women you've chosen, until you see her clearly, otherwise you'll be cruelly and irremediably mistaken. Marry when you're old and good for nothing...Otherwise all that's good and lofty in you will be lost.
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