When people are taken out of their depths they lose their heads, no matter how charming a bluff they may put up.

F. Scott Fitzgerald

F. Scott Fitzgerald

Profession: Author
Nationality: American

When people are taken out of their depths they lose their heads, no matter how charming a bluff they.. F. Scott Fitzgerald

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She told me it was a girl, and so I turned my head away and wept. 'Alright,' I said, 'I'm glad it's a girl. And I hope she'll be a fool -that's the best thing a girl can be in this world, a beautiful little fool.

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He was consumed with wonder by her presence.

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