No matter how low you go, there’s always an unexplored basement.
F. SCOTT FITZGERALDIntelligence is measured by a person’s ability to see validity within both sides of contradicting arguments.
More F. Scott Fitzgerald Quotes
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You are the loveliest thing that I have ever known.
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To be kind is more important than to be right. Many times, what people need is not a brilliant mind that speaks but a special heart that listens.
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I want to tell you about your heart— you’ve probably been neglecting your heart—and you don’t know.
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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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I won’t kiss you. It might get to be a habit and I can’t get rid of habits.
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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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I love her and that’s the beginning and end of everything.
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For what it’s worth, it’s never too late to be whoever you want to be.
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At eighteen our convictions are hills from which we look; at forty-five they are caves in which we hide.
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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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So he waited, listening for a moment longer to the tuning-fork that had been struck upon a star.
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You are the finest, loveliest, tenderest, and most beautiful person I have ever known—and even that is an understatement.
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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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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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So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.
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