F. Scott Fitzgerald Quotes
Can't repeat the past?" he cried incredulously. "Why of course you can!" He looked around him wildly, as if the past were lurking here in the shadow of his house, just out of reach of his hand.
F. Scott Fitzgerald
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I certainly feel that an adult woman has a right to determine what happens to her life and body.
Calvin Klein
I was thinking things had changed: that the next generation of men weren't as institutionally misogynist as the previous were. And then, suddenly, the Internet came along and gave them a platform to voice their feelings anonymously. And boy, did the bile come out.
Val McDermid
I don't want to do anything like Can't Hardly Wait, I don't want to do anything like Scream. I saw all those movies, and they were good, but they're just not what I want to do.
Laura Prepon
I just wanted to rollerblade at Union Square.
Gaby Hoffmann
Once you're a Virginian, you're always a Virginian.
Wayne Newton
The establishment, the newspapers, they try to create something called Scottish literature, but when people are actually going to write, they are not going to necessarily prescribe to that, they'll write what they feel.
Irvine Welsh
You are, at this moment, standing, right in the middle of your own 'acres of diamonds.'
Earl Nightingale
'Don’t you think it’s ironic that you have no idea what you’re supposed to do,' said Verily, 'and yet so many people have gone to so much trouble to prevent you from doing it?'
Orson Scott Card
Once I got into the music, I realized that I had a passion for it that far outweighed what it was for baseball.
Chris Lane
Sometimes it's tougher against bad teams because you can't really get a read on them.
Draymond Green
An acquaintance had become a lover, might become a husband, but would retain all that she had noted in the acquaintance; and love must confirm an old relation rather than reveal a new one.
E. M. Forster
Can't repeat the past?" he cried incredulously. "Why of course you can!" He looked around him wildly, as if the past were lurking here in the shadow of his house, just out of reach of his hand.
F. Scott Fitzgerald