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    F. Scott Fitzgerald
    “Gatsby believed in the green light, the orgastic future that year by year recedes before us. It eluded us then, but that's no matter--tomorrow we will run faster, stretch out our arms farther.... And one fine morning-- So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.”
    F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby

  • #2
    F. Scott Fitzgerald
    “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 hand.”
    F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Beautiful and Damned

  • #3
    Ernest Hemingway
    “The most painful thing is losing yourself in the process of loving someone too much, and forgetting that you are special too.”
    Ernest Hemingway, Men Without Women

  • #4
    Ernest Hemingway
    “If people bring so much courage to this world the world has to kill them to break them, so of course it kills them. The world breaks every one and afterward many are strong at the broken places. But those that will not break it kills. It kills the very good and the very gentle and the very brave impartially. If you are none of these you can be sure it will kill you too but there will be no special hurry.”
    Ernest Hemingway, A Farewell to Arms

  • #5
    Ernest Hemingway
    “...and walked back to the hotel in the rain."
    -Ernest Hemingway, A Farewell to Arms”
    Ernest Hemingway

  • #6
    Ernest Hemingway
    “And you'll always love me won't you?
    Yes
    And the rain won't make any difference?
    No”
    Ernest Hemingway, A Farewell to Arms

  • #7
    Ernest Hemingway
    “No, that is the great fallacy: the wisdom of old men. They do not grow wise. They grow careful.”
    Ernest Hemingway, A Farewell to Arms

  • #8
    Ernest Hemingway
    “I know the night is not the same as the day: that all things are different, that the things of the night cannot be explained in the day, because they do not then exist, and the night can be a dreadful time for lonely people once their loneliness has started.”
    Ernest Hemingway, A Farewell to Arms



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