“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
“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
“BEAUTY: Bogus? What is bogus? THE VOICE: That, too, you will discover in this land. You will find much that is bogus.… — 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
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
“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
Aristocracy's only an admission that certain traits which we call fine - courage and honor and beauty and all that sort of… — 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
Beautiful things only grow to a certain height, and then they fail and fade off. — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
Beauty is only to be admired, only to be loved - to be harvested carefully and then flung at a chosen lover… — 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
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
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
“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
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
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
“I'd rather keep it as a beautiful memory-- tucked away in my heart.' 'Yes, women can do that-- but not men. I'd… — 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
That is part of the beauty of all literature. You discover that your longings are universal longings, that you're not lonely and… — 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
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
“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
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
“His dream must have seemed so close that he could hardly fail to grasp it.” — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“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 Image
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 Image
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 Image
I found something! Courage--just that; courage as a rule of life and something to cling to always. — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“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 Image
“She plucked a twig and broke it, but she found no spring in it.” — 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 into men… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
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 Image
“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 Image
