Quotes Zelda Fitzgerald
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Zelda Fitzgerald quotes. Casino 21 grand en français. 33 6 Zelda Fitzgerald. July 1900 Date of death: 10. Slot analysis ii. Zelda Fitzgerald was an American novelist, socialite, and painter. Born in Montgomery, Alabama, she was noted for her beauty and high spirits, and was dubbed by her husband as ’the first American Flapper’. She and her husband, F. “Nobody has ever measured, not even poets, how much the heart can hold.” - Zelda Fitzgerald.
*Frances Scottie Fitzgerald
*F. Scott Fitzgerald WikipediaWomen, 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.
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?
Nothing annoys me more than having the most trivial action analyzed and explained.
You took what you wanted from life, if you could get it, and you did without the rest.
She quietly expected great things to happen to her, and no doubt that’s one of the reasons why they did.
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.
Looking for love is like asking for a new point of departure.. another chance in life.
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.
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.
And, Joey, if you ever want to know about the japonicas and the daisy fields it will be alright that you have forgotten because I will be able to tell you about how it felt to be feeling that way you cannot quite remember – that will be for the time when something happens years from now that reminds you of now.
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!
But I warn you.. I am only really myself when I’m somebody else whom I have endowed with these wonderful qualities from my imagination.
Frances Scottie FitzgeraldExperience teaches you how to do things you never want to do again.
Love is bitter and all there is, and that the rest is for the emotional beggars of the earth.
Connie thinks monogamy is what the parlor chairs were made of in the Nineties.
I suppose all we can really share with people is a taste for the same kinds of weather.
It seems to me that on one page I recognized a portion of an old diary of mine which mysteriously disappeared shortly after my marriage, and, also, scraps of letters which, though considerably edited, sound to me vaguely familiar. In fact, Mr. Fitzgerald (I believe that is how he spells his name) seems to believe that plagiarism begins at home.
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.
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.
Nobody has ever measured, not even poets, how much the human heart can hold.
Everybody gives you belief for the asking,’ she said to David, ’and so few people give you anything more to believe in than your own belief - just not letting you down, that’s all. Its so hard to find a person who accepts responsibilities beyond what you ask.’ ’So easy to be loved - so hard to love.’ David answered
Anything incomprehensible has a sexual significance to many people under thirty-five.
Memories should be sharp when one has nothing else to live for
Pronunciation has made many an innocent word sound like a doctor’s orders for a stomach pump.
There seemed to be some heavenly support beneath his shoulder blades that lifted his feet from the ground in ecstatic suspension, as if he secretly enjoyed the ability to fly but was walking as a compromise to convention.
F. Scott Fitzgerald WikipediaMillie Beggs, by the time she was forty-five, had become an emotional anarchist.
We get something to do and as soon as we’ve got it, it gets us.
Maybe other people’s ideas of us are truer than our own.
The trouble with emergencies is,’ she said, ’that I always put on my finest underwear and then nothing happens.
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.
It’s terrible to allow conventional habits to gain a hold on a whole household; to eat, sleep and live by clock ticks.
Ernest, don’t you think Al Jolson is greater than Jesus?
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.
It seemed to Alabama that, reaching her goal, she would drive the devils that had driven her - that, in proving herself, she would achieve that peace which she imagined went only in surety of one’s self - that she would be able, through the medium of the dance, to command her emotions, to summon love or pity or happiness at will, having provided a channel through which they might flow. She drove herself mercilessly, and the summer dragged on.
People are like almanacs, Bonnie - you never can find the information you’re looking for, but the casual reading is well worth the trouble.
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.
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.
Other people’s ideas of us are dependent largely on what they’ve hoped for.
Every time I try to talk to the cook, she scuttles down the cellar stairs and adds a hundred francs to the bill.
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.
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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Zelda Fitzgerald quotes. Casino 21 grand en français. 33 6 Zelda Fitzgerald. July 1900 Date of death: 10. Slot analysis ii. Zelda Fitzgerald was an American novelist, socialite, and painter. Born in Montgomery, Alabama, she was noted for her beauty and high spirits, and was dubbed by her husband as ’the first American Flapper’. She and her husband, F. “Nobody has ever measured, not even poets, how much the heart can hold.” - Zelda Fitzgerald.
*Frances Scottie Fitzgerald
*F. Scott Fitzgerald WikipediaWomen, 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.
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?
Nothing annoys me more than having the most trivial action analyzed and explained.
You took what you wanted from life, if you could get it, and you did without the rest.
She quietly expected great things to happen to her, and no doubt that’s one of the reasons why they did.
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.
Looking for love is like asking for a new point of departure.. another chance in life.
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.
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.
And, Joey, if you ever want to know about the japonicas and the daisy fields it will be alright that you have forgotten because I will be able to tell you about how it felt to be feeling that way you cannot quite remember – that will be for the time when something happens years from now that reminds you of now.
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!
But I warn you.. I am only really myself when I’m somebody else whom I have endowed with these wonderful qualities from my imagination.
Frances Scottie FitzgeraldExperience teaches you how to do things you never want to do again.
Love is bitter and all there is, and that the rest is for the emotional beggars of the earth.
Connie thinks monogamy is what the parlor chairs were made of in the Nineties.
I suppose all we can really share with people is a taste for the same kinds of weather.
It seems to me that on one page I recognized a portion of an old diary of mine which mysteriously disappeared shortly after my marriage, and, also, scraps of letters which, though considerably edited, sound to me vaguely familiar. In fact, Mr. Fitzgerald (I believe that is how he spells his name) seems to believe that plagiarism begins at home.
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.
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.
Nobody has ever measured, not even poets, how much the human heart can hold.
Everybody gives you belief for the asking,’ she said to David, ’and so few people give you anything more to believe in than your own belief - just not letting you down, that’s all. Its so hard to find a person who accepts responsibilities beyond what you ask.’ ’So easy to be loved - so hard to love.’ David answered
Anything incomprehensible has a sexual significance to many people under thirty-five.
Memories should be sharp when one has nothing else to live for
Pronunciation has made many an innocent word sound like a doctor’s orders for a stomach pump.
There seemed to be some heavenly support beneath his shoulder blades that lifted his feet from the ground in ecstatic suspension, as if he secretly enjoyed the ability to fly but was walking as a compromise to convention.
F. Scott Fitzgerald WikipediaMillie Beggs, by the time she was forty-five, had become an emotional anarchist.
We get something to do and as soon as we’ve got it, it gets us.
Maybe other people’s ideas of us are truer than our own.
The trouble with emergencies is,’ she said, ’that I always put on my finest underwear and then nothing happens.
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.
It’s terrible to allow conventional habits to gain a hold on a whole household; to eat, sleep and live by clock ticks.
Ernest, don’t you think Al Jolson is greater than Jesus?
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.
It seemed to Alabama that, reaching her goal, she would drive the devils that had driven her - that, in proving herself, she would achieve that peace which she imagined went only in surety of one’s self - that she would be able, through the medium of the dance, to command her emotions, to summon love or pity or happiness at will, having provided a channel through which they might flow. She drove herself mercilessly, and the summer dragged on.
People are like almanacs, Bonnie - you never can find the information you’re looking for, but the casual reading is well worth the trouble.
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.
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.
Other people’s ideas of us are dependent largely on what they’ve hoped for.
Every time I try to talk to the cook, she scuttles down the cellar stairs and adds a hundred francs to the bill.
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.
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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