Fitzgerald never got rid of anything; the ghosts of his adolescence, the failures of his youth, the doubts of his maturity plagued him to the end. He was supremely a part of the world he described, so much a part… — John Aldridge Copy Share Image
Fitzgerald never got rid of anything; the ghosts of his adolescence, the failures of his youth, the doubts of his maturity plagued him to… — John Aldridge Copy Share Image
It gets like this in Liverpool when you're on the ferry and the sun reflects off the Mersey. — John Aldridge Copy Share Image
