I donโt 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 Fitzgeraldwithout you, dearest dearest I couldn't see or hear or feel or think - or live - I love you so and I'm never in all our lives going to let us be apart another night.
Zelda FitzgeraldWhy should all life be work, when we all can borrow. Let's think only of today, and not worry about tomorrow.
Zelda FitzgeraldI love you, even if there isnโt any me, or any love, or even any life. I love you.
Zelda Fitzgerald