Nothing except luck protects you from catastrophe. Not love. Not money. Not faith. Not a pure heart or good deedsand not bad ones either, for that matter. We can, any of us, be laid low, cut down, diminished, destroyed.

~Z: A Novel of Zelda Fitzgerald by: Therese Anne Fowler


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