“Goofy, my darling, hasn’t it been a lovely day? I woke up this morning and the sun was lying like a birthday parcel on my table so I opened it up and so many happy things went fluttering into the air; love to Doo-do and the remembered feel of our skins cool against each other in other mornings” - (Zelda to Scott, 1930)
“You phoned me tonight - I walked on those telephone wires for two hours after holding your love like a parasol to balance me.” (Zelda to Scott, 1930)
“Why should graves make people feel in vain? Somehow I can’t find anything hopeless in having lived - All the broken columns and clasped hands and doves and angels mean romances - and in an hundred years I think I shall like having young people speculate on whether my eyes were brown or blue … I hope my grave has an air of many, many years ago about it - Isn’t it funny how, out of a row of Confederate soliders, two or three will make you think of dead lovers and dead loves” (Zelda to Scott, 1919)
- Zelda Fitzgerald & F. Scott Fitzgerald’s love letters
