The world only exists in your eyes. You can make it as big or as small as you want.
F. SCOTT FITZGERALDLife is so damned hard, so damned hard… It just hurts people and hurts people, until finally it hurts them so that they can’t be hurt ever any more. That’s the last and worst thing it does.
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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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Long ago, there was something in me, but now that thing is gone. Now that thing is gone, that thing is gone. I cannot cry. I cannot care. That thing will come back no more.
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Someday I’m going to find somebody and love him and love him and never let him go.
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Here’s to alcohol, the rose colored glasses of life.
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I love her and that’s the beginning and end of everything.
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It is in the thirties that we want friends. In the forties we know they won’t save us any more than love did.
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They slipped briskly into an intimacy from which they never recovered.
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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 world only exists in your eyes. You can make it as big or as small as you want.
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The test of a first-rate intelligence is the ability to hold two opposed ideas in mind at the same time and still retain the ability to function.
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Vitality shows in not only the ability to persist but the ability to start over.
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For what it’s worth, it’s never too late to be whoever you want to be.
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I didn’t realize it, but the days came along one after another, and then two years were gone, and everything was gone, and I was gone.
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I don’t want just words. If that’s all you have for me, you’d better go.
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Actually that’s my secret — I can’t even talk about you to anybody because I don’t want any more people to know how wonderful you are.
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