Zelda Fitzgerald
Zelda Fitzgerald
Zelda Fitzgeraldwas an American socialite and novelist, and the wife of American author F. Scott Fitzgerald, whose work she strongly influenced...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionPainter
Date of Birth24 July 1900
CityMontgomery, AL
CountryUnited States of America
estate feeling life man secret somebody woman
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.
imagination quality wonderful
I am really only myself when I'm somebody else whom I have endowed with these wonderful qualities from my imagination.
crowds needs youth
Youth doesn't need friends -- it only needs crowds.
dream money promise
We grew up founding our dreams on the infinite promise of American advertising.
understanding experience able
Nobody has ever been able to experience what they have thoroughly understood - or understand what they have experienced until they have achieved a detachment that renders them incapable of repeating the experience.
quiet dogma sometimes
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.
time past ready
Emptying the ashtrays was very expressive of myself. i just lump everything in a great heap which i have labeled ‘the past,’ and having thus emptied this deep reservoir that was once myself, i am ready to continue.
summer dog nice
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.
weather people taste
I suppose all we can really share with people is a taste for the same kinds of weather.
views earth looks
There's nothing on earth to do here but look at the view and eat. You can imagine the result since I do not like to look at views.
sleep despair wish
I can't read or sleep. Without hope or youth or money I sit constantly wishing I were dead.
sleep gains conformity
It's terrible to allow conventional habits to gain a hold on a whole household; to eat, sleep and live by clock ticks.
time distance sleep
I take a sun bath and listen to the hours, formulating, and disintegrating under the pines, and smell the resiny hardihood of the high noon hours. The world is lost in a blue haze of distances, and the immediate sleeps in a thin and finite sun.
boredom boring bores
She refused to be bored chiefly because she wasn't boring.