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.
ZELDA FITZGERALDWe 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.
ZELDA FITZGERALDWomen sometimes seem to share a quiet, unalterable dogma of persecution that endows even the most sophisticated of them with the inarticulate poignancy of the peasant.
ZELDA FITZGERALDI can’t read or sleep. Without hope or youth or money I sit constantly wishing I were dead.
ZELDA FITZGERALDWhy is there happiness and comfort and excitement where you are and no where else in the world.
ZELDA FITZGERALDNothing annoys me more than having the most trivial action analyzed and explained.
ZELDA FITZGERALDWe get something to do and as soon as we’ve got it, it gets us.
ZELDA FITZGERALDOther people’s ideas of us are dependent largely on what they’ve hoped for.
ZELDA FITZGERALDThe purpose of life on earth is that the soul should grow – So Growl By doing what is right.
ZELDA FITZGERALDMaybe other people’s ideas of us are truer than our own.
ZELDA FITZGERALDLooking for love is like asking for a new point of departure another chance in life.
ZELDA FITZGERALDIt is the loose ends with which men hang themselves.
ZELDA FITZGERALDIsn’t it funny how danger makes people passionate?
ZELDA FITZGERALDI take a sun bath and listen to the hours, formulating, and disintegrating under the pines, and smell the resiny hardihood of the high noon hours. The world is lost in a blue haze of distances, and the immediate sleeps in a thin and finite sun.
ZELDA FITZGERALDI don’t want to live. I want to love first, and live incidentally.
ZELDA FITZGERALDExperience teaches you how to do things you never want to do again.
ZELDA FITZGERALDWithout you, dearest dearest I couldn’t see or hear or feel or think – or live – I love you so and I’m never in all our lives going to let us be apart another night.
ZELDA FITZGERALD