Why should all life be work, when we all can borrow. Let’s think only of today, and not worry about tomorrow.
ZELDA FITZGERALDIt is the loose ends with which men hang themselves.
More Zelda Fitzgerald Quotes
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It is the loose ends with which men hang themselves.
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People are like almanacs, Bonnie – you never can find the information you’re looking for, but the casual reading is well worth the trouble.
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I remember every single spot of light that ever gouged a shadow beside your bones.
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Maybe other people’s ideas of us are truer than our own.
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Nobody has ever been able to experience what they have thoroughly understood – or understand what they have experienced until they have achieved a detachment that renders them incapable of repeating the experience.
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The purpose of life on earth is that the soul should grow – So Growl By doing what is right.
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Something in me vibrates to a dusky, dreamy smell of dying moons and shadows.
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And only weaklings who lack courage and the power to feel they’re right when the whole world says they’re wrong, ever lose.
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Pronunciation has made many an innocent word sound like a doctor’s orders for a stomach pump.
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Oh, we are going to be so happy away from all the things that almost got us but couldn’t quite because we were too smart for them!
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Life has puffed and blown itself into a summer day, and clouds and spring billow over the heavens as if calendars were a listing of mathematical errors.
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I am really only myself when I’m somebody else whom I have endowed with these wonderful qualities from my imagination.
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There’s nothing on earth to do here but look at the view and eat. You can imagine the result since I do not like to look at views.
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Other people’s ideas of us are dependent largely on what they’ve hoped for.
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Memories should be sharp when one has nothing else to live for.
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