Youth doesn’t need friends — it only needs crowds.
ZELDA FITZGERALDDon’t you think I was made for you? I feel like you had me ordered – and I was delivered to you – to be worn. I want you to wear me, like a watch-charm or a buttonhole bouquet.
More Zelda Fitzgerald Quotes
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We grew up founding our dreams on the infinite promise of American advertising.
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Anything incomprehensible has a sexual significance to many people under thirty-five.
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Death is the only real elegance.
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Without you, dearest dearest I couldn’t see or hear or feel or think – or live – I love you so and I’m never in all our lives going to let us be apart another night.
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Experience teaches you how to do things you never want to do again.
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Nobody has ever been able to experience what they have thoroughly understood – or understand what they have experienced until they have achieved a detachment that renders them incapable of repeating the experience.
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A vacuum can only exist, I imagine, by the things which enclose it.
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Look closer and you’ll see something extraordinary, mystifying, something real and true. We have never been what we seemed.
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Women sometimes seem to share a quiet, unalterable dogma of persecution that endows even the most sophisticated of them with the inarticulate poignancy of the peasant.
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Oh, the secret life of man and woman–dreaming how much better we would be than we are if we were somebody else or even ourselves, and feeling that our estate has been unexploited to its fullest.
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Oh, we are going to be so happy away from all the things that almost got us but couldn’t quite because we were too smart for them!
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One illusion is as good as another.
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Life has puffed and blown itself into a summer day, and clouds and spring billow over the heavens as if calendars were a listing of mathematical errors.
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I play the radio and moon about…and dream of Utopias where its always July the 24th 1935, in the middle of summer forever.
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We get something to do and as soon as we’ve got it, it gets us.
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