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@toldbyan-idiot
I find comfort in knowing that people who I’ve cut out of my life are left with this version of me that simply doesn’t exist anymore. The memory and image of me that they have isnt who I am, and I’m happy that it’s that way. I’ve changed and grown and they wont ever get the chance to know the better version of myself that I’ve become during their absence.
I showed them. It was a hard fight, but I didn't give up and I came through!
The Beautiful and Damned: F. Scott Fitzgerald
The fruit of youth or of the grape, the transitory magic of the brief passage from darkness to darkness--the old illusion that truth and beauty were in some way entwined.
The Beautiful and Damned: F. Scott Fitzgerald
The sense of the enormous panorama of life, never strong in Anthony, had become dim almost to extinction. At long intervals now some incident, some gesture of Gloria's, would take his fancy--but the gray veils had come down in earnest upon him. As he grew older those things faded--after that there was wine.
The Beautiful and Damned: F. Scott Fitzgerald
He was at once the commonest and the most remarkable product of civilization. He was nine out of ten people that one passes on a city street--and he was a hairless ape with two dozen tricks. he was the hero of a thousand romances of life and art--and he was a virtual moron, performing staidly yet absurdly a series of complicated and infinitely astounding epics over a span of threescore years.
The Beautiful and Damned: F. Scott Fitzgerald
With a sob she wound her arms around him and let him support her weight while the moon, at its perennial labor of covering the bad complexion of the world, showered its illicit honey over the drowsy street.
The Beautiful and Damned: F. Scott Fitzgerald
Dot, you'll forget. Things are sweeter when they're lost. I know--because once I wanted something and got it. It was the only thing I ever wanted badly, Dot. And when I got it it turned to dust in my hands.
The Beautiful and Damned: F. Scott Fitzgerald
Life is so damned hard. So damned hard, so damned hard. It just hurts people and hurts people, until finally it hurts them so that they can't be hurt ever any more. That's the last and worst thing it does.
The Beautiful and Damned: F. Scott Fitzgerald
As a rule things happened to Dot.
The Beautiful and Damned: F. Scott Fitzgerald
Despite the resolutions of many Mondays it was tacitly understood as the weekend approached that it should be observed with some sort of unholy excitement.
The Beautiful and Damned: F. Scott Fitzgerald
There had been something in the details he had chosen to describe that made her cry herself asleep that night, for the kitten, for Anthony, for herself, for the pain and bitterness and cruelty of all the world.
The Beautiful and Damned: F. Scott Fitzgerald
I guess it expected kindness from somebody, and it got only pain.
The Beautiful and Damned: F. Scott Fitzgerald
He found himself remembering how on one summer morning they two had started from New York in search of happiness. They had never expected to find it, perhaps, yet in itself that quest had been happier than anything he expected forevermore.
The Beautiful and Damned: F. Scott Fitzgerald
Thank God we four can all pass to our eternal rest knowing we've left the world a little better for having lived in it.
The Beautiful and Damned: F. Scott Fitzgerald
What a feeble thing intelligence is, with its short steps, its waverings, its pacings back and forth, its disastrous retreats! Intelligence is a mere instrument of circumstances. There are people who say that intelligence must have built the universe--why, intelligence never built a steam-engine! Circumstances built a steam-engine. Intelligence is little more than a short foot-rule by which we measure the infinite achievements of Circumstances.
The Beautiful and Damned: F. Scott Fitzgerald
'There's only one lesson to be learned from life, anyway.' 'What's that?' 'That there's no lesson to be learned from life.'
The Beautiful and Damned: F. Scott Fitzgerald
I reached maturity under the impression that I was gathering the experience to order my life for happiness. Indeed, I accomplished the not unusual feat of solving each question in my mind long before it presented itself to me in life--and of being beaten and bewildered just the same. But after a few tastes of this latter dish I had had enough. Here! I said, Experience is not worth the getting. It's not a thing that happens pleasantly to a passive you--it's a wall that an active you runs up against. So I wrapped myself in what I thought was my invulnerable skepticism and decided that my education was complete. But it was too late. Protect myself as I might by making no new ties with tragic and predestined humanity, I was lost with the rest. I had traded the fight against love for the fight against loneliness, and the fight against life for the fight against death.
The Beautiful and Damned: F. Scott Fitzgerald
