We grew up founding our dreams on the infinite promise of American advertising.
ZELDA FITZGERALDIsn’t it funny how danger makes people passionate?
More Zelda Fitzgerald Quotes
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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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I wish I could write a beautiful book to break those hearts that are soon to cease to exist: a book of faith and small neat worlds and of people who live by the philosophies of popular songs.
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By the time a person has achieved years adequate for choosing a direction, the die is cast and the moment has long since passed which determined the future.
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We grew up founding our dreams on the infinite promise of American advertising. I still believe that one can learn to play the piano by mail and that mud will give you a perfect complexion.
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It is the loose ends with which men hang themselves.
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A vacuum can only exist, I imagine, by the things which enclose it.
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Maybe other people’s ideas of us are truer than our own.
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She refused to be bored chiefly because she wasn’t boring.
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I can’t read or sleep. Without hope or youth or money I sit constantly wishing I were dead.
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Why do we spend years using up our bodies to nurture our minds with experience and find our minds turning then to our exhausted bodies for solace?
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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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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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One illusion is as good as another.
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They hadn’t much faith in travel, nor a great belief in a change of scene as a panacea for spiritual ills; they were simply glad to be going.
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I play the radio and moon about…and dream of Utopias where its always July the 24th 1935, in the middle of summer forever.
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