September 22nd, 2011
Think how you love me,” she whispered. “I don’t ask you to love me always like this, but I ask you to remember.”
“You’ll always be like this to me.”
“Oh no; but promise me you’ll remember.” Her tears were falling. “I’ll be different, but somewhere lost inside me there’ll always be the person I am tonight.
Tender is the Night by F. Scott Fitzgerald

∞08:19 pm, by lostinthesounds ∩36
[Book Quote] [F. Scott Fitzgerald] [Quote] [Tender is the Night] [1934]
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