Experience teaches you how to do things you never want to do again.
ZELDA FITZGERALDI take a sun bath and listen to the hours, formulating, and disintegrating under the pines, and smell the resiny hardihood of the high noon hours. The world is lost in a blue haze of distances, and the immediate sleeps in a thin and finite sun.
More Zelda Fitzgerald Quotes
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Nobody has ever measured, not even poets, how much the heart can hold.
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Something in me vibrates to a dusky, dreamy smell of dying moons and shadows.
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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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Nothing annoys me more than having the most trivial action analyzed and explained.
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One illusion is as good as another.
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I can’t read or sleep. Without hope or youth or money I sit constantly wishing I were dead.
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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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They hadn’t much faith in travel, nor a great belief in a change of scene as a panacea for spiritual ills; they were simply glad to be going.
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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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Being in love, she concluded, is simply a presentation of our pasts to another individual, mostly packages so unwieldy that we can no longer manage the loosened strings alone.
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Why is there happiness and comfort and excitement where you are and no where else in the world.
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Don’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.
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Father said conflict develops the character
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The purpose of life on earth is that the soul should grow – So Growl By doing what is right.
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I take a sun bath and listen to the hours, formulating, and disintegrating under the pines, and smell the resiny hardihood of the high noon hours. The world is lost in a blue haze of distances, and the immediate sleeps in a thin and finite sun.
ZELDA FITZGERALD