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When I’m with you, I don’t breathe quite right.

F. Scott Fitzgerald

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You are the finest, loveliest, tenderest, and most beautiful person I have ever known—and even that is an understatement.
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It was only a sunny smile, and little it cost in the giving, but like morning light it scattered the night and made the day worth living.
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The world, as a rule, does not live on beaches and in country clubs.
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To write it, it took three months; to conceive it three minutes; to collect the data in it all my life.
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You remind me of a smoked cigarette.
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Before you criticize others, remember, they may not have had the same opportunities in life as you have had
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Vitality shows in not only the ability to persist but the ability to start over.
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The world only exists in your eyes. You can make it as big or as small as you want.
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Existence Eyes Small World Yourself
They slipped briskly into an intimacy from which they never recovered.
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She wanted to crawl into his pocket and be safe forever.
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Celibacy goes deeper than the flesh.
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And in the end, we were all just humans, Drunk on the idea that love, only love, could heal our brokenness.
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Suddenly she realized that what she was regretting was not the lost past but the lost future, not what had not been but what would never be.
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Tomorrow we will run faster, stretch out our arms farther.
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The reason one writes isn’t the fact he wants to say something. He writes because he has something to say.
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It’s not a slam at you when people are rude, it’s a slam at the people they’ve met before.
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