I suppose all we can really share with people is a taste for the same kinds of weather.
ZELDA FITZGERALDMaybe other people’s ideas of us are truer than our own.
More Zelda Fitzgerald Quotes
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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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I can’t read or sleep. Without hope or youth or money I sit constantly wishing I were dead.
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Other people’s ideas of us are dependent largely on what they’ve hoped for.
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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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People are like almanacs, Bonnie – you never can find the information you’re looking for, but the casual reading is well worth the trouble.
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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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The purpose of life on earth is that the soul should grow – So Growl By doing what is right.
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I remember every single spot of light that ever gouged a shadow beside your bones.
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All I want to be is very young always and very irresponsible and to feel that my life is my own-to live and be happy and die in my own way to please myself.
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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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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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Isn’t it funny how danger makes people passionate?
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It is the loose ends with which men hang themselves.
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I am really only myself when I’m somebody else whom I have endowed with these wonderful qualities from my imagination.
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Something in me vibrates to a dusky, dreamy smell of dying moons and shadows.
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