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A stirring warmth flowed from her, as if her heart was trying to come out to you concealed in one of those breathless, thrilling words.

F. Scott Fitzgerald

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F. Scott Fitzgerald
Age: 43 †
Born: 1897
Born: September 24
Died: 1940
Died: December 21
Author
Novelist
Screenwriter
Short Story Writer
Writer
St Paul
Minnesota
Francis Scott Fitzgerald
Francis Scott Key Fitzgerald
Thrilling
Concealed
Warmth
Words
Come
Heart
Flowed
Trying
Breathless
Stirring

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