Then I grew up, and the beauty of succulent illusions fell away from me. — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
There's no beauty without poignancy and there's no poignancy without the feeling that it's going, men, names, books, houses--bound for dust--mortal-- — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“There was the union of his soul with Gloria's, whose radiant fire and freshness was the living material of which the dead… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“She was incomprehensible, for, in her, soul and spirit were one- the beauty of her body was the essence of her soul.” — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
This is the beauty I want. Beauty has got to be astonishing, astounding-- it's got to burst in on you like a… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“Upon it floated swans like boats and boats like swans, both lost in the nothingness of the heartless beauty.” — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“I suppose all great happiness is a little sad. Beauty means the scent of roses and then the death of roses—” — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
I learned a little of beauty-- enough to know that it had nothing to do with truth... — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
She was dazzling-- alight; it was agony to comprehend her beauty in a glance. — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“Eleanor was, say, the last time that evil crept close to Amory under the mask of beauty, the last weird mystery that… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
It's just because I love the past that I want this house to look back on its glamourous moment of youth and… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“For him time stood still and then every few years accelerated in a rush, like the quick re-wind of a film, but… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“Then the door opened and she came into the room - and it was as though everything in it suddenly blurred before… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“He stared at her, and the impression of her beauty grew until, uncommitted by a word, by even a formal introduction, he… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“The sheath that held her soul had assumed significance - that was all. She was a sun, radiant, growing, gathering light and… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
I learned a little of beauty - enough to know that it had nothing to do with truth - and I found,… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“That is the beauty of literature. You discover that your longings are universal longings, that you are not lonely and isolated from… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“She would be twenty-nine in February. The month assumed an ominous and inescapable significance—making her wonder, through these nebulous half-fevered hours whether… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“She knew what he wanted, and gave it to him; not words, but a smile of warmth and delight — a smile… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“I mean the women who, without any of the prerogatives of youth and beauty, demand continual slavery from their men…They sit back… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“And now Rosalind enters. Rosalind is-- utterly Rosalind. She is one of those girls who need never make the slightest effort to… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
His youth seemed never so vanished as now in the contrast between the utter loneliness of this visit and that riotous, joyful… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
She was incomprehensible, for, in her, soul and spirit were one - the beauty of her body was the essence of her… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“One night they walked while the moon rose and poured a great burden of glory over the garden until it seemed fairyland… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
He wanted to care, and he could not care. For he had gone away and he could never go back anymore. The… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
THE VOICE: (to BEAUTY) Your life on earth will be, as always, the interval between two significant glances in a mundane mirror. — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
What do you think of that? It’s stopped raining." I’m glad Jay." Her throat, full of aching, grieving beauty, told only of… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
You are the finest, loveliest, tenderest, and most beautiful person I have ever known—and even that is an understatement. — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“I’m more beautiful than anybody else,” she said brokenly, “why can’t I be happy?” — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“Her beauty was cool as this damp breeze, as the moist softness of her own lips.” — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
Her beauty climbed the rolling slope, it came into the room, rustling ghost-like through the curtains... — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
Beautiful things only grow to a certain height, and then they fail and fade off. — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“He felt that if he had a love he would have hung her picture just facing the tub so that, lost in… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
Beauty and love pass, I know... Oh, there's sadness, too. I suppose all great happiness is a little sad. Beauty means the… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“Each night when she prepared for bed she smeared her face with some new unguent which she hoped illogically would give back… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“His dream must have seemed so close that he could hardly fail to grasp it.” — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share
“There was a ripe mystery about it, a hint of bedrooms upstairs more beautiful and cool than other bedrooms, of gay and radiant activities… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share
I want you to take a red-hot bath as hot as you can bear it, and just relax your nerves. You can read in… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share
Tireless passion, fierce jealousy, longing to possess and crush-these alone were left of all his love for Rosalind; these remained to him as payment… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share
I found something! Courage--just that; courage as a rule of life and something to cling to always. — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share
“Another dawn flung itself across the river; a belated taxi hurried along the street, its lamps still shining like burning eyes in a face… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share
“I'm one of those people who go through the world giving other people thrills but getting few myself except those I read into men… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share
The Montana sunset lay between the mountains like a giant bruise from which darkened arteries spread across a poisoned sky. — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share
“He was good looking, "sort of distinguished when he wants to be", had a line, and was properly inconstant. In fact, he summed up… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share
What are you going to do? "Can't say - run for president, write -" "Greenwich Village?" "Good heavens, no - I said write -… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share
“The latter was considered a good fellow and a fine leader, until a year later, when he disappeared with a mess fund of eleven… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share
“It eluded us then, but that’s no matter—tomorrow we will run faster, stretch out our arms farther. . . . And then one fine… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share
