F. Scott Fitzgerald Quotes
I wasn't actually in love, but I felt a sort of tender curiosity.
Let us learn how to show our friendship for a man when he is alive and not after he is dead' he sugg...
Show MoreThere must have been moments even that afternoon when Daisy tumbled short of his dreams -- not throu...
Show MoreSo we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.
Unlike Gatsby and Tom Buchanan I had no girl whose disembodied face floated along the dark cornices ...
Show MoreA breeze blew through the room, blew curtains in at one end and out the other like pale flags, twist...
Show MoreIf personality is an unbroken series of successful gestures, then there was something gorgeous about...
Show MoreBy God, I may be old-fashioned in my ideas, but women run around too much these days to suit me. The...
Show Moreno matter - tomorrow we will run faster, stretch out our arms farther. . . And then one fine morning...
Show MoreShe was appalled by West Egg’s raw vigour that chafed under the old euphemisms and by the too obtrus...
Show MoreThat most limited of all specialists, the "well-rounded man".
Men don’t often know those times when a girl could be had for nothing.
Beauty and love pass, I know... Oh, there's sadness, too. I suppose all great happiness is a little ...
Show MoreThere’s a writer for you,” he said. “Knows everything and at the same time he knows nothing.” [narra...
Show MoreWriters aren’t people exactly. Or, if they’re any good, they’re a whole lot of people trying so hard...
Show MoreAnd courage to me meant ploughing through that dull gray mist that comes down on life--not only over...
Show More. . . confirmed libertines don't reform until they're tired . . .
In the morning you were never violently sorry-- you made no resolutions, but if you had overdone it ...
Show MoreWhen a girl feels that she’s perfectly groomed and dressed she can forget that part of her. That’s c...
Show MoreI don't think he was ever happy unless someone was in love with him, responding to him like filings ...
Show MoreAmory, sorry for them, was still not sorry for himself - art, politics, religion, whatever his mediu...
Show MoreThey slipped briskly into an intimacy from which they never recovered.
They always believe that 'things are in a bad way now,' but they 'haven't any faith in these idealis...
Show MoreThe sea, he thought, had treasured it's memories deeper than the faithless land.
Now he realized the truth: that sacrifice was no purchase of freedom. It was like a great elective o...
Show MoreAlways, after he was in bed, there were voices - indefinite, fading, enchanting - just outside his w...
Show MoreHere, Earth-born, over the lilt of the water,Lisping its music and bearing a burden of light,Bosomin...
Show MoreI'm not sentimental--I'm as romantic as you are. The idea, you know,is that the sentimental person t...
Show MoreThere were days when Amory resented that life had changed from an even progress along a road stretch...
Show MoreI don't want to repeat my innocence. I want the pleasure of losing it again.
C'mon, Amory. Your romance is overYou don't know how true you spoke. No idea. 'At's the whole troubl...
Show MoreI live in a house over there on the Island, and in that house there is a man waiting for me. When he...
Show MoreMan in his hunger for faith will feed his mind with the nearest and most convenient food.
Youth is like having a big plate of candy. Sentimentalists think they want to be in the pure, simple...
Show MoreYou don’t know what a trial it is to be —like me. I've got to keep my face like steel in the street ...
Show MoreIf we could only learn to look on evil as evil, whether it's clothed in filth or monotony or magnifi...
Show MoreThey’re a rotten crowd’, I shouted across the lawn. ‘You’re worth the whole damn bunch put together.
I felt a haunting loneliness sometimes, and felt it in others--young clerks in the dusk, wasting the...
Show MorePersonality is an unbroken series of successful gestures.
No amount of fire or freshness can challenge what a man will store up in his ghostly heart.
but there was an immediately perceptible vitality about her as if the nerves of her body were contin...
Show MoreNew friends can often have a better time together than old friends.
Intermittently she caught the gist of his sentences and supplied the rest from her subconscious, as ...
Show MoreIf you spend your life sparing people’s feelings and feeding their vanity, you get so you can’t dist...
Show MoreThe sheath that held her soul had assumed significance - that was all. She was a sun, radiant, growi...
Show MoreHe thinks himself rather an exceptional young man, thoroughly sophisticated, well adjusted to his en...
Show MoreI had traded the fight against love for the fight against loneliness, the fight against life for the...
Show MoreThey were stars on this stage, each playing to an audience of two.
But magic must hurry on, and the lovers remain...
I don’t want just words. If that’s all you have for me, you’d better go
Her eyes in the half-light suggested night and violets, and for a moment he stirred again to that ha...
Show Moretheir eyes are full of kindness as each feels the full effect of novelty after a short separation. T...
Show MoreOne o’ clock. With her fork she would tantalize the heart of an adoring artichoke, while her escort ...
Show MoreI refuse to dedicate my life to posterity. Surely one owes as much to the current generation as to o...
Show MoreIt's only when the settlement work has gone on for months that one realizes how bad things are. As o...
Show MoreThe fruit of youth or of the grape, the transitory magic of the brief passage from darkness to darkn...
Show MoreHe found that the business of optimism was no mean task.
What a feeble thing intelligence is, with its short steps, its waverings, its pacings back and forth...
Show MoreIn April war was declared with Germany. Wilson and his cabinet—a cabinet that in its lack of distinc...
Show MoreI learned a little of beauty - enough to know that it had nothing to do with truth - and I found, mo...
Show MoreTired, tired with nothing, tired with everything, tired with the world’s weight he had never chosen ...
Show MoreThere was a kindliness about intoxication - there was that indescribable gloss and glamour it gave, ...
Show MoreA man who was aware that there could be no honor and yet had honor, who knew the sophistry of courag...
Show MoreThe soft rush of taxis by him, and laughter, laughters hoarse as a crow's, incessant and loud, with ...
Show MoreAristocracy's only an admission that certain traits which we call fine - courage and honor and beaut...
Show MoreHe found himself remembering how on one summer morning they two had started from New York in search ...
Show MoreI detest these underdone men, he thought coldly. Boiled looking! Ought to be shoved back in the oven...
Show MoreThings are sweeter when they're lost. I know--because once I wanted something and got it. It was the...
Show MoreIt is in the twenties that the actual momentum of life begins to slacken, and it is a simple soul in...
Show MoreRather nice night, after all. Stars are out and everything. Exceptionally tasty assortment of them.
All I think of ever is that I love you.
Beauty is only to be admired, only to be loved - to be harvested carefully and then flung at a chose...
Show MoreThere was one of his lonelinesses coming, one of those times when he walked the streets or sat, aiml...
Show MoreHere's to alcohol, the rose colored glasses of life.
But an inferior talent can only be graceful when it's carrying inferior ideas. And the more narrowly...
Show MoreAll she wanted was to be a little girl, to be efficiently taken care of by some yielding yet superio...
Show MoreI learned a little of beauty-- enough to know that it had nothing to do with truth...
Each night when she prepared for bed she smeared her face with some new unguent which she hoped illo...
Show MoreIt was too late - everything was too late. For years now he had dreamed the world away, basing his d...
Show MoreExperience is not worth the getting. It's not a thing that happens pleasantly to a passive you--it's...
Show MoreArt isn't meaningless... It is in itself. It isn't in that it tries to make life less so.
He watched her for several minutes. Something was stirred in him, something not accounted for by the...
Show MoreThe notion of sitting down and conjuring up, not only words in which to clothe thoughts but thoughts...
Show MoreIf I hurt your feelings we ought to discuss it. I don't like this kiss-and-forget.''But I don't want...
Show MoreThis is all. It's been very rare to have known you, very strange and wonderful. But this wouldn't do...
Show MoreYet Anthony knew that there were days when they hurt each other purposely—taking almost a delight in...
Show MoreI'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...
Show MoreI just think of people," she continued, "whether they seem right where they are and fit into a pictu...
Show MoreMy mind, brightened by the lights and the cheerful tumult, suddenly grasped the fact that all achiev...
Show MoreThe test of a first-rate intelligence is the ability to hold two opposed ideas in the mind at the sa...
Show MoreThis is what I think now; that the natural state of the sentient adult is a qualified unhappiness. I...
Show MoreTrouble has no necessary connection with discouragement --discouragement has a germ of its own, as d...
Show MoreI had a strong sudden instinct that I must be alone. I didn’t want to see any people at all. I had s...
Show MoreBefore I go on with this short history, let me make a general observation– the test of a first-rate ...
Show MoreThere are always those to whom all self-revelation is contemptible, unless it ends with a noble than...
Show MoreI avoided writers very carefully because they can perpetuate trouble as no one else can.
Then she added in a sort of childish delight: 'We'll be poor, won't we? Like people in books. And I'...
Show MoreI was enjoying myself now. I had taken two finger bowls of champagne and the scene had changed befor...
Show MoreI’ve been drunk for about a week now, and I thought it might sober me up to sit in a library.
As soon as I arrived I made an attempt to find my host but the two or three people of whom I asked h...
Show MoreHe snatched the book from me and replaced it hastily on its shelf, muttering that if one brick was r...
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