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I can’t read or sleep. Without hope or youth or money I sit constantly wishing I were dead.

Zelda Fitzgerald

I am really only myself when I’m somebody else whom I have endowed with these wonderful qualities from my imagination.
ZELDA FITZGERALD

Be Yourself Imagination Myself Quality Wonderful
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.
ZELDA FITZGERALD

Charm Deliver Feeling Myself Thinking Yourself
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.
ZELDA FITZGERALD

Alone Lose Love Management Presentation Simplicity
She quietly expected great things to happen to her, and no doubt that’s one of the reasons why they did.
ZELDA FITZGERALD

Doubt Expectation Herself Quiet Reason
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

Distance Formulate Listening Myself Sleep Sun World
Youth doesn’t need friends — it only needs crowds.
ZELDA FITZGERALD

Crowd Friendship Need Youth
Looking for love is like asking for a new point of departure another chance in life.
ZELDA FITZGERALD

Chance Life Love Point
Nobody has ever measured, not even poets, how much the heart can hold.
ZELDA FITZGERALD

Capability Heart Hold Measurement Poet
Death is the only real elegance.
ZELDA FITZGERALD

Death Elegant One Liner Reality
Why should all life be work, when we all can borrow. Let’s think only of today, and not worry about tomorrow.
ZELDA FITZGERALD

Borrow Future Life Work Worry
Something in me vibrates to a dusky, dreamy smell of dying moons and shadows.
ZELDA FITZGERALD

Death Dreams Moon Shadow Vibration
I believed I was a salamander, and it seems I am nothing but an impediment.
ZELDA FITZGERALD

Believe Myself Worth
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 FITZGERALD

Better Dreams Estate Feeling Life Secret Woman
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.
ZELDA FITZGERALD

Belief Faith Greatness Happiness Simplicity Spiritual Travel
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.
ZELDA FITZGERALD

Endurance Low Quiet Share Time Woman
I love you, even if there isn’t any me, or any love, or even any life. I love you.
ZELDA FITZGERALD

I Love You Life Myself Yourself

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