I’m not sure what I’ll do, but— well, I want to go places and see people. I want my mind to grow. I want to live where things happen on a big scale.
F. SCOTT FITZGERALDThere are all kinds of love in this world but never the same love twice.
More F. Scott Fitzgerald Quotes
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It is not merely enough to have the ability to be persistant, you must also have the ability to start over.
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Vitality shows in not only the ability to persist but the ability to start over.
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Life is so damned hard, so damned hard… It just hurts people and hurts people, until finally it hurts them so that they can’t be hurt ever any more. That’s the last and worst thing it does.
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I don’t want just words. If that’s all you have for me, you’d better go.
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So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.
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Having once found the intensity of art, nothing else that can happen in life can ever again seem as important as the creative process.
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Actually that’s my secret — I can’t even talk about you to anybody because I don’t want any more people to know how wonderful you are.
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One should, for example, be able to see that things are hopeless and yet be determined to make them otherwise.
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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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Someday I’m going to find somebody and love him and love him and never let him go.
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Experience is the name so many people give to their mistakes.
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No matter how low you go, there’s always an unexplored basement.
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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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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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Was it the infinite sadness of her eyes that drew him or the mirror of himself that he found in the gorgeous clarity of her mind?
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