It’s all life is. Just going ’round kissing people. — F. Scott Fitzgerald

Nothing could have survived our life. — Zelda Fitzgerald

I want you to lie to me just as sweetly as you know how for the rest of my life. — F. Scott Fitzgerald

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. — 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

Why should all life be work, when we all can borrow. Let’s think only of today, and not worry about tomorrow. — Zelda Fitzgerald

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

Looking for love is like asking for a new point of departure … another chance in life. — Zelda Fitzgerald

The purpose of life on earth is that the soul should grow–So Growl By doing what is right. — Zelda Fitzgerald

Millie Beggs, by the time she was forty–five, had become an emotional anarchist. — Zelda Fitzgerald

Living is cold and technical without you, a death mask of itself. — Zelda Fitzgerald

I don’t want to live. I want to love first, and live incidentally. — Zelda Fitzgerald

I love you, even if there isn’t any me, or any love, or even any life. I love you. — Zelda Fitzgerald

I’m so damn glad I love you–I wouldn’t love any other man on earth–I b’lieve if I had deliberately decided on a sweetheart, he’d have been you. — Zelda Fitzgerald

I love her, and that’s the beginning and end of everything. — F. Scott Fitzgerald

Love is bitter and all there is, and that the rest is for the emotional beggars of the earth. — Zelda Fitzgerald

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. — 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

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

And only weaklings…who lack courage and the power to feel they’re right when the whole world says they’re wrong, ever lose. — 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

He smiled then, and I felt that smile like a vibration moving through me, the way you might feel if you walked through a ghost or it walked through you. — Therese Anne Fowler

Look closer and you’ll see something extraordinary, mystifying, something real and true. We have never been what we seemed. — Zelda Fitzgerald

I believed I was a salamander, and it seems I am nothing but an impediment. — Zelda Fitzgerald

Experience teaches you how to do things you never want to do again. — 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

She was conscious that the things She did were the things She had always wanted to do. — Zelda Fitzgerald

Mr. Fitzgerald, I believe that is how he spells his name, seems to believe that plagiarism begins at home. — Zelda Fitzgerald

I am really only myself when I’m somebody else whom I have endowed with these wonderful qualities from my imagination. — F. Scott Fitzgerald

We get something to do and as soon as we’ve got it, it gets us. — Zelda Fitzgerald

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. — Zelda Fitzgerald