Life starts all over again when it gets crisp in the fall.
F. SCOTT FITZGERALDIt 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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There are all kinds of love in this world but never the same love twice.
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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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For what it’s worth, it’s never too late to be whoever you want to be.
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The greatest profound pain is cased by, and is the result of our own illusions, fantasies and dreams.
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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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The world only exists in your eyes. You can make it as big or as small as you want.
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Things are sweeter when they’re lost. I know–because once I wanted something and got it. It was the only thing I ever wanted badly, Dot, and when I got it it turned to dust in my hand.
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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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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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You are the loveliest thing that I have ever known.
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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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Life is a comedy for those who think and a tragedy for those who feel. Show me a hero and I will write you a tragedy.
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Hard to sit here and be close to you, and not kiss you.
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You remind me of a smoked cigarette.
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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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