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Someday I’m going to find somebody and love him and love him and never let him go.

F. Scott Fitzgerald

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.
F. SCOTT FITZGERALD

Civilization Discipline Natural Power Thinking Yourself
Celibacy goes deeper than the flesh.
F. SCOTT FITZGERALD

Body Deep Mindset
You really ought to read more books – you know, those things that look like blocks but come apart on one side.
F. SCOTT FITZGERALD

Block Book Reading Side Yourself
Here’s to alcohol, the rose colored glasses of life.
F. SCOTT FITZGERALD

Alcohol Life Praise Rose
The world only exists in your eyes. You can make it as big or as small as you want.
F. SCOTT FITZGERALD

Existence Eyes Small World Yourself
You have a place in my heart no one else ever could have.
F. SCOTT FITZGERALD

Heart Oneself Place
Life starts all over again when it gets crisp in the fall.
F. SCOTT FITZGERALD

Fall Hard Time Life Start
And in the end, we were all just humans, Drunk on the idea that love, only love, could heal our brokenness.
F. SCOTT FITZGERALD

Broken End Healing Human Ideas Love
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.
F. SCOTT FITZGERALD

Day Generosity Live Night Smile Worth
The reason one writes isn’t the fact he wants to say something. He writes because he has something to say.
F. SCOTT FITZGERALD

Himself Oneself Reason Writing
She wanted to crawl into his pocket and be safe forever.
F. SCOTT FITZGERALD

Forever Herself Himself Safety
Life is a comedy for those who think and a tragedy for those who feel. Show me a hero and I will write you a tragedy.
F. SCOTT FITZGERALD

Comedy Hero Life Thinking Tragedy Writing Yourself
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
Well, you never knew exactly how much space you occupied in people’s lives. Yet from this fog his affection emerged–the best contacts are when one knows the obstacles and still wants to preserve a relation.
F. SCOTT FITZGERALD

Affection Live Occupation People Space Yourself
That is part of the beauty of all literature. You discover that your longings are universal longings, that you’re not lonely and isolated from anyone. You belong.
F. SCOTT FITZGERALD

Beautiful Literature Lonely Yourself
She was feeling the pressure of the world outside and she wanted to see him and feel his presence beside her and be reassured that she was doing the right thing after all.
F. SCOTT FITZGERALD

Feeling Herself Presence Pressure Right

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