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At eighteen our convictions are hills from which we look; at forty-five they are caves in which we hide.

F. Scott Fitzgerald

You remind me of a smoked cigarette.
F. SCOTT FITZGERALD

Reminder Smoking Yourself
Too much of anything is bad, but too much Champagne is just right.
F. SCOTT FITZGERALD

Addiction Alcohol Bad Right
I don’t want just words. If that’s all you have for me, you’d better go.
F. SCOTT FITZGERALD

Action Better Myself Word Yourself
You see I usually find myself among strangers because I drift here and there trying to forget the sad things that happened to me.
F. SCOTT FITZGERALD

Forget Myself Sad Stranger Try
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
I love her and that’s the beginning and end of everything.
F. SCOTT FITZGERALD

Beginning End Love Myself Relationship
You are the finest, loveliest, tenderest, and most beautiful person I have ever known—and even that is an understatement.
F. SCOTT FITZGERALD

Beautiful Love Person Praise Yourself
I’m a romantic; a sentimental person thinks things will last, a romantic person hopes against hope that they won’t.
F. SCOTT FITZGERALD

Hope Myself Person Romantic
I never blame failure – there are too many complicated situations in life – but I am absolutely merciless toward lack of effort.
F. SCOTT FITZGERALD

Blame Complication Effort Failure Life Mercy Myself Situation
I won’t kiss you. It might get to be a habit and I can’t get rid of habits.
F. SCOTT FITZGERALD

Habit Kiss Myself
The world only exists in your eyes. You can make it as big or as small as you want.
F. SCOTT FITZGERALD

Big Existence Eyes Small World 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
I didn’t realize it, but the days came along one after another, and then two years were gone, and everything was gone, and I was gone.
F. SCOTT FITZGERALD

Day End Myself Time
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
Begin with an individual, and before you know it you find that you have created a type; begin with a type, and you find that you have created – nothing.
F. SCOTT FITZGERALD

Beginning Creation Type Yourself
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.
F. SCOTT FITZGERALD

Hard Hurt Life People Worst

At eighteen our convictions are hills from which we look; at forty-five they are caves in which we hide.

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