April 2009
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In Harlem, the Bronx, Gramercy Park, and along the water-fronts, in little...
– The Beautiful and Damned, F. Scott Fitzgerald, (via quirkyrocket)
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It’s strange that words are so inadequate. Yet, like the asthmatic struggling...
– T.S. Eliot (via carinaavila)
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He had taken the most violent, if the weakest, method to shield himself from the...
– F. Scott Fitzgerald, This Side of Paradise (via thoughtsdetained)
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Memories are killing. So you must not think of certain things, of those that are...
– Samuel Beckett (via skylinesandshipwrecks)
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The world breaks us all. Afterward, some are stronger at the broken places.
– Ernest Hemingway (via thresca) (via enamour) (via alwaysregal)
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‘Sit like we do,’ she whispered.
He sat in the big chair and held out his arms...
– F. Scott Fitzgerald, This Side of Paradise
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Forget your personal tragedy. We are all bitched from the start and you...
– Ernest Hemingway (via yummiedummie)
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The world only exists in your eyes. You can make it as big or as small as you...
– F. Scott Fitzgerald (via krissyfax)
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I fell in love with her courage, her sincerity, and her flaming self respect....
– F. Scott Fitzgerald (via victoryblues)
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Gatsby believed in the green light, the orgiastic future that year by year...
– The Great Gatsby, F. Scott Fitzgerald (via liftyrskinnyfists)