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.
F. SCOTT FITZGERALDAt eighteen our convictions are hills from which we look; at forty-five they are caves in which we hide.
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Tomorrow we will run faster, stretch out our arms farther.
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There’s no substitute for will. Sometimes you have to fake will when you don’t feel it at all.
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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 are the loveliest thing that I have ever known.
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Life starts all over again when it gets crisp in the fall.
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For 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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She wanted to crawl into his pocket and be safe forever.
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Begin with an individual, and before you know it you find that you have created a type; begin with a type, and you find that you have created – nothing.
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For 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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Intelligence is measured by a person’s ability to see validity within both sides of contradicting arguments.
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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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Life starts all over again when it gets crisp in the fall.
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Before you criticize others, remember, they may not have had the same opportunities in life as you have had.
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When I’m with you, I don’t breathe quite right.
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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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