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Here’s to alcohol, the rose colored glasses of life.

F. Scott Fitzgerald

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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.
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Day Generosity Live Night Smile Worth
The reason one writes isn’t the fact he wants to say something. He writes because he has something to say.
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Himself Oneself Reason Writing
You have a place in my heart no one else ever could have.
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Heart Oneself Place
One should, for example, be able to see that things are hopeless and yet be determined to make them otherwise.
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Determination Hope Oneself Pain
I’m a slave to my emotions, to my likes, to my hatred of boredom, to most of my desires.
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Boredom Desire Emotion Hate Myself Slave
Before you criticize others, remember, they may not have had the same opportunities in life as you have had
F. SCOTT FITZGERALD

Criticism Life Opportunity Remember Yourself
To write it, it took three months; to conceive it three minutes; to collect the data in it all my life.
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Collection Information Life Myself Writing
The world only exists in your eyes. You can make it as big or as small as you want.
F. SCOTT FITZGERALD

Existence Eyes Small World Yourself
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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Friendship Knowledge Love Save Wisdom Yourself
Never confuse a single defeat with a final defeat.
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Confusion Defeat
There’s no substitute for will. Sometimes you have to fake will when you don’t feel it at all.
F. SCOTT FITZGERALD

Fake Substitution Time Yourself
She wanted to crawl into his pocket and be safe forever.
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Forever Herself Himself Safety
When I’m with you, I don’t breathe quite right.
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Breathe Myself Presence Quite Right
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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Eyes Gorgeous Herself Mindset Mirror Sadness
At eighteen our convictions are hills from which we look; at forty-five they are caves in which we hide.
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Cave Hide Ourselves
So he waited, listening for a moment longer to the tuning-fork that had been struck upon a star.
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Himself Listening Patience Stars Wait

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