Look closer and you'll see something extraordinary, mystifying, something real and true. We have never been what we seemed. Zelda Fitzgerald More Quotes by Zelda Fitzgerald More Quotes From 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 sexylovethinking Looking for love is like asking for a new point of departure ... another chance in life. Zelda Fitzgerald another-chancelooking-for-lovelove-is 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. Zelda Fitzgerald partytreenight 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. Zelda Fitzgerald errorssummerspring I play the radio and moon about...and dream of Utopias where its always July the 24th 1935, in the middle of summer forever. Zelda Fitzgerald moonsummerdream It's terrible to allow conventional habits to gain a hold on a whole household; to eat, sleep and live by clock ticks. Zelda Fitzgerald conformitygainssleep The trouble with emergencies is," she said, "that I always put on my finest underwear and then nothing happens. Zelda Fitzgerald underwearemergenciestrouble 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 dogmasometimesquiet It is the loose ends with which men hang themselves. Zelda Fitzgerald endswritingmen memories should be sharp when one has nothing else to live for Zelda Fitzgerald shouldmemories 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 love-younightthinking Maybe other people's ideas of us are truer than our own. Zelda Fitzgerald peopleideas I wish we could spend July by the sea, browning ourselves and feeling water-weighted hair flow behind us from a dive. I wish our gravest concerns were the summer gnats. I wish we were hungry for hot dogs and dopes, and it would be nice to smell the starch of summer linens and the faint odor of talc in blistering summer bath houses ... We could lie in long citoneuse beams of the five o'clock sun on the plage at Juan-les-Pins and hear the sound of the drum and piano being scooped out to sea by the waves. Zelda Fitzgerald dogsummerlying I remember every single spot of light that ever gouged a shadow beside your bones. Zelda Fitzgerald shadowlightremember 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. Zelda Fitzgerald fightingmoonsweet 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. Zelda Fitzgerald musicdreamfunny 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? Zelda Fitzgerald bodymindyears One illusion is as good as another. Zelda Fitzgerald illusion Youth doesn't need friends -- it only needs crowds. Zelda Fitzgerald crowdsyouthneeds The sky lay over the city like a map showing the strata of things and the big full moon toppled over in a furrow like the abandoned wheel of a gun carriage on a sunset field of battle and the shadows walked like cats and I looked into the white and ghostly interior of things and thought of you and I looked on their structural outsides and thought of you and was lonesome. Zelda Fitzgerald sunsetcatgun
