I began to like New York, the racy, adventurous feel of it at night, and the satisfaction that the constant flicker of… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
one of those men who reach such an acute limited excellence at twenty−one that everything afterward savors of anti−climax. — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
Her face was sad and lovely with bright things in it, bright eyes and a bright passionate mouth, but there was an… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
I was rather literary in college—one year I wrote a series of very solemn and obvious editorials for the 'Yale News.'—and now… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
As soon as I arrived I made an attempt to find my host but the two or three people of whom I… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
Beautiful things grow to a certain height and then they fail and fade off, breathing out memories as they decay. And just… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
I'm one of those people who go through the world giving other people thrills, but getting few myself except those I read… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
Here was a new generation, shouting the old cries, learning the old creeds, through a revery of long days and nights; destined… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
That was always my experience-a poor boy in a rich town; a poor boy in a rich boy's school; a poor boy… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“People try so hard to believe in leaders now, pitifully hard. But we no sooner get a popular reformer or politician or… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
There used to be two kinds of kisses: First when girls were kissed and deserted; second, when they were engaged. Now there's… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
Of course all life is a process of breaking down, but the blows that do the dramatic side of the work-- the… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
This is a valley of ashes--a fantastic farm where ashes grow like wheat into ridges and hills and grotesque gardens; where ashes… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
There must have been moments even that afternoon when Daisy tumbled short of his dreams -- not through her own fault, but… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
The past--the wild charge at the head of his men up San Juan Hill; the first years of his marriage when he… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
France was a land, England was a people, but America, having about it still that quality of the idea, was harder to… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
For a transitory enchanted moment man must have held his breath in the presence of this continent, compelled into an aesthetic contemplation… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
She had an air of seeming to wait, as if for a man to get through with something more important than herself,… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
She saw him the first day on board, and then her heart sank into her shoes as she realized at last how… — 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
