Gatsby, pale as death, with his hands plunged like weights in his coat pockets, was standing in a puddle of water glaring tragically into my eyes. — F Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“I had a woman up here last week to look at my feet, and when she gave me the bill you'd of thought she… — F Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“Whenever you feel like criticising any one, just remember that all of the people in the world haven't had the advantages that you've had.” — F Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
Writers aren't exactly people...they're a whole lot of people trying to be one person. — F Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“He was wondering at the unreality of ideas, at the fading radiance of existence, and at the little absorptions that were creeping avidly into… — F Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
An author ought to write for the youth of his own generation, the critics of the next, and the schoolmaster of ever afterwards.An author… — F Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“the room had grown smothery. He wanted to be out in some cool and bitter breeze, miles above the cities, and to live serene… — F Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
I love her and that's the beginning of everything. - F. Scott Fitzgerald — F Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“this midnight my desire will see, shadowed among the embers, furled in flame, the splendor and the sadness of the world” — F Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
Family quarrels are bitter things. They don't go by any rules. They're not like aches or wounds; they're more like splits in the skin… — F Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
