Long ago, there was something in me, but now that thing is gone. Now that thing is gone, that thing is gone. I cannot cry. I cannot care. That thing will come back no more.
F. SCOTT FITZGERALDThe ability to hold two competing thoughts in one’s mind and still be able to function is the mark of a superior mind
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She wanted to crawl into his pocket and be safe forever.
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Here’s to alcohol, the rose colored glasses of life.
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Experience is the name so many people give to their mistakes.
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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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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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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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Vitality shows in not only the ability to persist but the ability to start over.
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The ability to hold two competing thoughts in one’s mind and still be able to function is the mark of a superior mind
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I’m a slave to my emotions, to my likes, to my hatred of boredom, to most of my desires.
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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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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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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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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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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.
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