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“I wasn’t actually in love, but I felt a sort of tender curiosity.”
— F. Scott Fitzgerald; The Great Gatsby (via sunsetquotes)
F. Scott and Zelda Fitzgerald
How to dress up as Zelda Fitzgerald from Midnight in Paris for Halloween!
Love is a sure thing-it takes a living man to love.
F. Scott Fitzgerald, “The I.O.U.” (via greenkneehighs)
Thanks again for saving me. Someday, I’ll save you too.
Zelda Fitzgerald, Dear Scott, Dearest Zelda: The Love Letters of F. Scott and Zelda Fitzgerald (via thelovejournals)
We ruined ourselves—I have never honestly thought that we ruined each other. —
F. Scott Fitzgerald, “Letter to Zelda Fitzgerald,” 1930 (via thelovejournals)
F. Scott Fitzgerald's previously unpublished short story from 1920.
F. Scott Fitzgerald, “Benediction”
F. Scott Fitzgerald
Zelda and F. Scott Fitzgerald
$50,000 signed copy of The Great Gatsby. Sold.
“For Ned Griffith from his friend, F. Scott Fitzgerald, Hollywood 1939”
I don’t suppose I really know you very well - but I know you smell like the delicious damp grass that grows near old walls and that your hands are beautiful opening out of your sleeves and that the back of your head is a mossy sheltered cave when there is trouble in the wind and that my cheek just fits the depression in your shoulder.
Zelda Fitzgerald (via theunquotables)
I love her and that’s the beginning and end of everything.
F. Scott Fitzgerald about Zelda Fitzgerald in a letter to a friend dated Febuary 1920 (via larmoyante)
F. Scott Fitzgerald, foto
F. Scott, Zelda & Scottie Fitzgerald on vacation in France