You see I usually find myself among strangers because I drift here and there trying to forget the sad things that happened to me.
F. SCOTT FITZGERALDFor what it’s worth, it’s never too late to be whoever you want to be. I hope you live a life you’re proud of and if you find that you’re not, I hope you have the strength to start over.
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It is not merely enough to have the ability to be persistant, you must also have the ability to start over.
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The ability to hold two competing thoughts in one’s mind and still be able to function is the mark of a superior mind
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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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You have a place in my heart no one else ever could have.
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Tomorrow we will run faster, stretch out our arms farther.
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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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I never blame failure – there are too many complicated situations in life – but I am absolutely merciless toward lack of effort.
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She was feeling the pressure of the world outside and she wanted to see him and feel his presence beside her and be reassured that she was doing the right thing after all.
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They slipped briskly into an intimacy from which they never recovered.
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Well, you never knew exactly how much space you occupied in people’s lives. Yet from this fog his affection emerged–the best contacts are when one knows the obstacles and still wants to preserve a relation.
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Intelligence is measured by a person’s ability to see validity within both sides of contradicting arguments.
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She wanted to crawl into his pocket and be safe forever.
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The loneliest moment in someone’s life is when they are watching their whole world fall apart, and all they can do is stare blankly.
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So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.
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You’re a slave, a bound helpless slave to one thing in the world, your imagination.
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