At eighteen our convictions are hills from which we look; at forty-five they are caves in which we hide.
F. SCOTT FITZGERALDLife is essentially a cheat and its conditions are those of defeat; the redeeming things are not happiness and pleasure but the deeper satisfactions that come out of struggle.
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You remind me of a smoked cigarette.
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You are the finest, loveliest, tenderest, and most beautiful person I have ever known—and even that is an understatement.
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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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Either you think, or else others have to think for you and take power from you, pervert and discipline your natural tastes, civilize and sterilize you.
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I won’t kiss you. It might get to be a habit and I can’t get rid of habits.
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And in the end, we were all just humans, Drunk on the idea that love, only love, could heal our brokenness.
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Vitality shows in not only the ability to persist but the ability to start over.
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Experience is the name so many people give to their mistakes.
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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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The world, as a rule, does not live on beaches and in country clubs.
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I suppose books mean more than people to me anyway
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She wanted to crawl into his pocket and be safe forever.
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You are mysterious, I love you. You’re beautiful, intelligent, and virtuous, and that’s the rarest known combination.
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Celibacy goes deeper than the flesh.
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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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