“All these soft, warm nights going to waste when I ought to be lying in your arms under the moon- the dearest arms in all the world- darling arms that I love so to feel around me- How much longer before they’ll be here to stay? When I do get home again, you’ll certainly have a most awful time ever moving me one inch from you.”
— Zelda to Scott, 1919 (via thatkindofwoman)
(Source: fitzgeraldquotes, via thatkindofwoman)
