Zelda Fitzgerald > Quotes

“Death is the only real elegance.”
― Zelda Fitzgerald, Save Me the Waltz

“We walked at night towards a cafe blooming with Japanese lanterns and I followed your white shoes gleaming like radium in the damp darkness. Rising off the water, lights flickered an invitation far enough away to be interpreted as we liked; to shimmer glamourously behind the silhouette of retrospective good times when we still believed in summer hotels and the philosophies of popular songs.”
― Zelda Fitzgerald

“I play the radio and moon about...and dream of Utopias where its always July the 24th 1935, in the middle of summer forever.”
― Zelda Fitzgerald

“She refused to be bored chiefly because she wasn't boring." -Zelda Fitzgerald”
― Zelda Fitzgerald

“My dear, I think of you always and at night I build myself a warm nest of things I remember and float in your sweetness till morning.”
― Zelda Fitzgerald

“I don’t want to live— 
I want to love first, and live…incidentally.”
― Zelda Fitzgerald, Dear Scott, Dearest Zelda: The Love Letters of F. Scott and Zelda Fitzgerald

“Father said conflict develops the character”
― Zelda Fitzgerald, Save Me the Waltz

“And only weaklings...who lack courage and the power to feel they're right when the whole world says they're wrong, ever lose.”
― Zelda Fitzgerald

“nobody hαs ever meαsured, not even poets, how much the heαrt cαn hold.”
― Zelda Fitzgerald

“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.”
― Zelda Fitzgerald

“People are like almanacs, Bonnie - you never can find the information you're looking for, but the casual reading is well worth the trouble.”
― Zelda Fitzgerald, Save Me the Waltz

“The sky lay over the city like a map showing the strata of things and the big full moon toppled over in a furrow like the abandoned wheel of a gun carriage on a sunset field of battle and the shadows walked like cats and I looked into the white and ghostly interior of things and thought of you and I looked on their structural outsides and thought of you and was lonesome.”
― Zelda Fitzgerald, Dear Scott, Dearest Zelda: The Love Letters of F. Scott and Zelda Fitzgerald

“A southern moon is a sodden moon, and sultry. When it swamps the fields and the rustling sandy roads and the sticky honeysuckle hedges in its sweet stagnation, your fight to hold on to reality is like a protestation against a first waft of ether.”
― Zelda Fitzgerald, Save Me the Waltz

“But I warn you, I am only really myself when I’m somebody else whom I have endowed with these wonderful qualities from my imagination.”
― Zelda Fitzgerald, Save Me the Waltz

“Being in love, she concluded, is simply the presentation of our pasts to another individual, mostly packages so unwieldy that we can no longer manage the loosened strings alone. Looking for love is like asking for a new point of departure, she thought, another chance in life.”
― Zelda Fitzgerald, Save Me the Waltz

“Life has puffed and blown itself into a summer day, and clouds and spring billow over the heavens as if calendars were a listing of mathematical errors.”
― Zelda Fitzgerald, Dear Scott, Dearest Zelda: The Love Letters of F. Scott and Zelda Fitzgerald

“She felt the essence of herself pulled finer and smaller like those streams of spun glass that pull and stretch till there remains but a glimmering illusion. Neither falling nor breaking, the stream spins finer. She felt herself very small and ecstatic. Alabama was in love.”
― Zelda Fitzgerald, Save Me the Waltz

“Those men think I’m purely decorative, and they’re fools for not knowing better.”
― Zelda Fitzgerald

“Most people hew the battlements of life from compromise, erecting their impregnable keeps from judicious submissions, fabricating their philosophical drawbridges from emotional retractions and scalding marauders in the boiling oil of sour grapes.”
― Zelda Fitzgerald, Save Me the Waltz

“Oh, we are going to be so happy away from all the things that almost got us but couldn't quite because we were too smart for them!”
― Zelda Fitzgerald, Save Me the Waltz

“I believed I was a salamander, and it seems I am nothing but an impediment.”
― Zelda Fitzgerald

“I suppose all we can really share with people is a taste for the same kinds of weather.”
― Zelda Fitzgerald, Save Me the Waltz

“The night you gave me my birthday party… you were a young Lieutenant and I was a fragrant phantom, wasn’t I? And it was a radiant night, a night of soft conspiracy and the trees agreed that it was all going to be for the best.”
― Zelda Fitzgerald, Dear Scott, Dearest Zelda: The Love Letters of F. Scott and Zelda Fitzgerald

“It seems to me that on one page I recognized a portion of an old diary of mine which mysteriously disappeared shortly after my marriage, and, also, scraps of letters which, though considerably edited, sound to me vaguely familiar. In fact, Mr. Fitzgerald (I believe that is how he spells his name) seems to believe that plagiarism begins at home.”
― Zelda Fitzgerald, Dear Scott, Dearest Zelda: The Love Letters of F. Scott and Zelda Fitzgerald

“Being in love, she concluded, is simply a presentation of our pasts to another individual, mostly packages so unwieldy that we can no longer manage the loosened strings alone.”
― Zelda Fitzgerald

“Living is cold and technical without you, a death mask of itself.”
― Zelda Fitzgerald

“Everybody gives you belief for the asking,' she said to David, 'and so few people give you anything more to believe in than your own belief - just not letting you down, that's all. Its so hard to find a person who accepts responsibilities beyond what you ask.'
'So easy to be loved - so hard to love.' David answered”
― Zelda Fitzgerald, Save Me the Waltz

“Something may be a sort of fulfillment of yourself, and it may not be great to other people, but it is just as essential to yourself as if it is a great masterpiece.”
― Zelda Fitzgerald, Save Me the Waltz

“Maybe I’m getting tired – I can’t think of anything but nights with you. I want them warm and silvery.”
― Zelda Fitzgerald

“It seemed to Alabama that, reaching her goal, she would drive the devils that had driven her - that, in proving herself, she would achieve that peace which she imagined went only in surety of one’s self - that she would be able, through the medium of the dance, to command her emotions, to summon love or pity or happiness at will, having provided a channel through which they might flow. She drove herself mercilessly, and the summer dragged on.”
― Zelda Fitzgerald, Save Me the Waltz