Something in me vibrates to a dusky, dreamy smell of dying moons and shadows.
ZELDA FITZGERALDWe get something to do and as soon as we’ve got it, it gets us.
More Zelda Fitzgerald Quotes
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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 believed I was a salamander, and it seems I am nothing but an impediment.
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Why should all life be work, when we all can borrow. Let’s think only of today, and not worry about tomorrow.
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It’s terrible to allow conventional habits to gain a hold on a whole household; to eat, sleep and live by clock ticks.
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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.
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Looking for love is like asking for a new point of departure another chance in life.
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There’s nothing on earth to do here but look at the view and eat. You can imagine the result since I do not like to look at views.
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One illusion is as good as another.
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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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By the time a person has achieved years adequate for choosing a direction, the die is cast and the moment has long since passed which determined the future.
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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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I suppose all we can really share with people is a taste for the same kinds of weather.
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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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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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I wish I could write a beautiful book to break those hearts that are soon to cease to exist: a book of faith and small neat worlds and of people who live by the philosophies of popular songs.
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