I play the radio and moon about…and dream of Utopias where its always July the 24th 1935, in the middle of summer forever.
ZELDA FITZGERALDI suppose all we can really share with people is a taste for the same kinds of weather.
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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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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Other people’s ideas of us are dependent largely on what they’ve hoped for.
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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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She quietly expected great things to happen to her, and no doubt that’s one of the reasons why they did.
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It is the loose ends with which men hang themselves.
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We get something to do and as soon as we’ve got it, it gets us.
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Nothing annoys me more than having the most trivial action analyzed and explained.
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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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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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Experience teaches you how to do things you never want to do again.
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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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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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Death is the only real elegance.
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