Quote by Zelda Fitzgerald
We grew up founding our dreams on the infinite promise of American

We grew up founding our dreams on the infinite promise of American advertising. I still believe that one can learn to play the piano by mail and that mud will give you a perfect complexion. – Zelda Fitzgerald

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By the time a person has achieved years adequate for choosing a direction, the die is cast and the moment has long since passed which determined the future. – Zelda Fitzgerald

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Future
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Most people hew the battlements of life from compromise, erecting their impregnable keeps from judicious submissions, fabricating their philosophical drawbacks from emotional retractions and scalding marauders in the boiling oil of sour grapes. – Zelda Fitzgerald

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Compromise
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Follow your passion, be prepared to work hard and sacrifice, and, above all, dont let anyone limit your dreams. – Donovan Bailey

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The interpretation of dreams is the royal road to a knowledge of the unconscious activities of the mind. – Sigmund Freud

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Dreams

So many of my dreams were to actually be able to make a living of what I did as a hobby. – Rick Baker

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Dreams

I feel more influenced in my own work by dreams than I do by other writers works in a way. Or by popular culture, movies – what else is there to write about than love and loss? – Alice Hoffman

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Dreams

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Darrell is really good in the studio. I mean, he has a real working knowledge of how the process works, and what sounds good coming back over tape, and how the stuff works together. – Guy Clark

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Aprils have never meant much to me, autumns seem that season of beginning, spring…. I thought of the future, and spoke of the past. – Truman Capote

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