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.
ZELDA FITZGERALDPeople are like almanacs, Bonnie – you never can find the information you’re looking for, but the casual reading is well worth the trouble.
More Zelda Fitzgerald Quotes
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Why do we spend years using up our bodies to nurture our minds with experience and find our minds turning then to our exhausted bodies for solace?
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Nobody has ever measured, not even poets, how much the heart can hold.
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And only weaklings who lack courage and the power to feel they’re right when the whole world says they’re wrong, ever lose.
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Youth doesn’t need friends — it only needs crowds.
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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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I remember every single spot of light that ever gouged a shadow beside your bones.
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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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Other people’s ideas of us are dependent largely on what they’ve hoped for.
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Anything incomprehensible has a sexual significance to many people under thirty-five.
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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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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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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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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 suppose all we can really share with people is a taste for the same kinds of weather.
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She refused to be bored chiefly because she wasn’t boring.
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