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Zelda Fitzgerald
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Zelda Fitzgerald
Age: 47 †
Born: 1900
Born: July 24
Died: 1948
Died: March 10
Artist
Autobiographer
Dancer
Journalist
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Montgomery
Alabama
Zelda Sayre Fitzgerald
Zelda Sayre
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More quotes by Zelda Fitzgerald
Maybe other people's ideas of us are truer than our own.
Zelda Fitzgerald
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
She quietly expected great things to happen to her, and no doubt that’s one of the reasons why they did.
Zelda Fitzgerald
I suppose all we can really share with people is a taste for the same kinds of weather.
Zelda Fitzgerald
Looking for love is like asking for a new point of departure ... another chance in life.
Zelda Fitzgerald
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!
Zelda Fitzgerald
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
Millie Beggs, by the time she was forty-five, had become an emotional anarchist.
Zelda Fitzgerald
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.
Zelda Fitzgerald
We grew up founding our dreams on the infinite promise of American advertising.
Zelda Fitzgerald
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.
Zelda Fitzgerald
I believed I was a salamander, and it seems I am nothing but an impediment.
Zelda Fitzgerald
without you, dearest dearest I couldn't see or hear or feel or think - or live - I love you so and I'm never in all our lives going to let us be apart another night.
Zelda Fitzgerald
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.
Zelda Fitzgerald
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.
Zelda Fitzgerald
I love you, even if there isn’t any me, or any love, or even any life. I love you.
Zelda Fitzgerald
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.
Zelda Fitzgerald
I don’t suppose I really know you very well - but I know you smell like the delicious damp grass that grows near old walls and that your hands are beautiful opening out of your sleeves and that the back of your head is a mossy sheltered cave when there is trouble in the wind and that my cheek just fits the depression in your shoulder.
Zelda Fitzgerald
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
Nothing annoys me more than having the most trivial action analyzed and explained.
Zelda Fitzgerald