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There are all kinds of love in this world but never the same love twice.

F. Scott Fitzgerald

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There are all kinds of love in this world but never the same love twice.
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Kind Love Relationship World
You’re a slave, a bound helpless slave to one thing in the world, your imagination.
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Help Imagination Slave World Yourself
The greatest profound pain is cased by, and is the result of our own illusions, fantasies and dreams.
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Dreams Fantasy Greatness Illusion Ourselves Pain Result
I’m a romantic; a sentimental person thinks things will last, a romantic person hopes against hope that they won’t.
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Hope Myself Person Romantic
No matter how low you go, there’s always an unexplored basement.
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Adventure Exploration Low Travel Yourself
For what it’s worth, it’s never too late to be whoever you want to be.
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Be Yourself Late Time Worth
Either you think, or else others have to think for you and take power from you, pervert and discipline your natural tastes, civilize and sterilize you.
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Civilization Discipline Natural Power Thinking Yourself
Here’s to alcohol, the rose colored glasses of life.
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Alcohol Life Praise Rose
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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Himself Oneself Reason Writing
They slipped briskly into an intimacy from which they never recovered.
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Intimacy Recover
Experience is the name so many people give to their mistakes.
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Experience Mistake Name People
I love her and that’s the beginning and end of everything.
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Beginning End Love Myself Relationship
Things are sweeter when they’re lost. I know–because once I wanted something and got it. It was the only thing I ever wanted badly, Dot, and when I got it it turned to dust in my hand.
F. SCOTT FITZGERALD

Bad Hands Lost Myself
When I’m with you, I don’t breathe quite right.
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Breathe Myself Presence Quite Right
You remind me of a smoked cigarette.
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Reminder Smoking Yourself
And in the end, we were all just humans, Drunk on the idea that love, only love, could heal our brokenness.
F. SCOTT FITZGERALD

Break Drink End Healing Human Ideas Ourselves

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