The world only exists in your eyes. You can make it as big or as small as you want.
F. SCOTT FITZGERALDHard to sit here and be close to you, and not kiss you.
More F. Scott Fitzgerald Quotes
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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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You are the loveliest thing that I have ever known.
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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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Vitality shows in not only the ability to persist but the ability to start over.
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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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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.
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Experience is the name so many people give to their mistakes.
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And I like large parties. They’re so intimate. At small parties there isn’t any privacy.
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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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So he waited, listening for a moment longer to the tuning-fork that had been struck upon a star.
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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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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.
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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.
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Here’s to alcohol, the rose colored glasses of life.
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