“Everybody gives you belief for the asking,” she said to David, “and so few people give you anything more to believe in… — Zelda Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
We grew up founding our dreams on the infinite promise of American advertising. I still believe that one can learn to play… — Zelda Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
Mr. Fitzgerald-I believe that is how he spells his name-seems to believe that plagiarism begins at home. — Zelda Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
It seems to me that on one page I recognized a portion of an old diary of mine which mysteriously disappeared shortly… — Zelda Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
A vacuum can only exist, I imagine, by the things which enclose it. — Zelda Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“Goodnight dear. If you were in my bed it might be the back of your head I was touching, where the hair is short,… — Zelda Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
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 Copy Share Image
All I want to be is very young always and very irresponsible and to feel that my life is my own-to live and be… — Zelda Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
I suppose all we can really share with people is a taste for the same kinds of weather. — Zelda Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
Millie Beggs, by the time she was forty-five, had become an emotional anarchist. — Zelda Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“Everybody gives you belief for the asking,” she said to David, “and so few people give you anything more to believe in than your… — Zelda Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
