Top 77 Zelda Fitzgerald Quotes
#2. 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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#3. I remember every single spot of light that ever gouged a shadow beside your bones.
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#4. 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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#5. We get something to do and as soon as we've got it, it gets us.
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#6. 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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#7. She tried to weave the strength of her father and the young beauty of her first love with David, the happy oblivion of her teens and her warm protected childhood into a magic cloak.
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#8. Looking for love is like asking for a new point of departure ... another chance in life.
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#9. A vacuum can only exist, I imagine, by the things which enclose it.
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#11. 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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#12. Something may be a sort of fulfillment of yourself, and it may not be great to other people, but it is just as essential to yourself as if it is a great masterpiece.
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#13. Nothing annoys me more than having the most trivial action analyzed and explained.
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#14. It was good to be a stranger in a land when you felt aggressive and acquisitive, but when you began to weave your horizons into some kind of shelter it was good to know that hands you loved had helped in their spinning - made you feel as if the threads would hold together better.
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#15. ["The Sun Also Rises" is about] bullfighting, bullslinging and bullsh[*]t.
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#16. We grew up founding our dreams on the infinite promise of American advertising. I still believe that one can learn to play the piano by mail and that mud will give you a perfect complexion.
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#17. I believed I was a salamander, and it seems I am nothing but an impediment.
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#18. 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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#19. Something in me vibrates to a dusky, dreamy smell of dying moons and shadows.
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#20. 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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#21. Nobody has ever measured, not even poets, how much the heart can hold.
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#22. I don't want to live, I want to love first and live incidentally.
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#23. She wished she could help David to seem more legitimate. She wished she could do something to keep everything from being so undignified. Life seemed so uselessly extravagant.
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#24. 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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#27. Emptying the ashtrays was very expressive of myself. I just lump everything in a great heap which I have labeled 'the past,' and having thus emptied this deep reservoir that was once myself, I am ready to continue.
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#28. Experience teaches you how to do things you never want to do again.
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#29. I can't read or sleep. Without hope or youth or money I sit constantly wishing I were dead.
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#30. I suppose all we can really share with people is a taste for the same kinds of weather.
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#31. 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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#32. The night you gave me my birthday party ... you were a young Lieutenant and I was a fragrant phantom, wasn't I? And it was a radiant night, a night of soft conspiracy and the trees agreed that it was all going to be for the best.
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#33. David, I'll fly for you, if you'll love me!"
"Fly, then."
"I can't fly, but love me anyway."
"Poor wingless child!"
"Is it so hard to love me?"
"Do you think you are easy, my illusive possession?
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#34. You'll be sorry," he said unpleasantly.
"I hope so," Alabama answered. "I like paying for the things I do-it makes me feel square with the world".
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#35. 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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#36. She felt the essence of herself pulled finer and smaller like those streams of spun glass that pull and stretch till there remains but a glimmering illusion. Neither falling nor breaking, the stream spins finer. She felt herself very small and ecstatic. Alabama was in love.
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#37. Pronunciation has made many an innocent word sound like a doctor's orders for a stomach pump ...
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#38. 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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#39. Most people hew the battlements of life from compromise, erecting their impregnable keeps from judicious submissions, fabricating their philosophical drawbridges from emotional retractions and scalding marauders in the boiling oil of sour grapes.
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#40. Millie Beggs, by the time she was forty-five, had become an emotional anarchist.
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#43. The trouble with emergencies is," she said, "that I always put on my finest underwear and then nothing happens.
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#44. 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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#45. Those men think I'm purely decorative, and they're fools for not knowing better.
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#46. Living is cold and technical without you, a death mask of itself.
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#47. She refused to be bored chiefly because she wasn't boring.
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#48. My dear, I think of you always and at night I build myself a warm nest of things I remember and float in your sweetness till morning.
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#49. Why is there happiness and comfort and excitement where you are and no where else in the world.
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#50. I still know in my heart that it is a Godless, dirty game; that love is bitter and all there is, and that the rest is for the emotional beggars of the earth and is about the equivalent of people who stimulate themselves with dirty post cards-
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#51. Anything incomprehensible has a sexual significance to many people under thirty-five.
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#53. Love is bitter and all there is, and that the rest is for the emotional beggars of the earth.
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#55. I do not want to live.
I want to love and then to live,
incidentally.
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#56. Mr. Fitzgerald, I believe that is how he spells his name, seems to believe that plagiarism begins at home.
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#57. 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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#58. Other people's ideas of us are dependent largely on what they've hoped for.
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#59. Memories should be sharp when one has nothing else to live for
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#60. We quarreled in the gray morning dew about morals; and made up over a red bathing suit.
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#61. A southern moon is a sodden moon, and sultry. When it swamps the fields and the rustling sandy roads and the sticky honeysuckle hedges in its sweet stagnation, your fight to hold on to reality is like a protestation against a first waft of ether.
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#62. Discs of umbrellas poured over suburban terraces with the smooth round ebullience of a Chopin waltz. They sat in the distance under the lugubrious dripping elms, elms like maps of Europe, elms frayed at the end like bits of chartreuse wool, elms heavy and bunchy as sour grapes.
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#63. 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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#64. Spinach and champagne. Going back to the kitchens at the old Waldorf. Dancing on the kitchen tables, wearing the chef's headgear. Finally, a crash and being escorted out by the house detectives.
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#66. Women, despite the fact that nine out of ten of them go through life with a death-bed air either of snatching-the-last-moment or with martyr-resignation, do not die tomorrow
or the next day. They have to live on to any one of many bitter ends.
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#67. 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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#68. 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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#69. The purpose of life on earth is that the soul should grow - So Growl By doing what is right.
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#70. Look closer and you'll see something extraordinary, mystifying, something real and true. We have never been what we seemed.
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#71. 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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#72. 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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#73. 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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#74. I love you, even if there isn't any me, or any love, or even any life. I love you.
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#75. 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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#77. 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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