“His dream must have seemed so close that he could hardly fail to grasp it.” — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
Gatsby turned out all right at the end; it is what preyed on Gatsby, what foul dust floated in the wake of… — 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
His dream must have seemed so close that he could hardly fail to grasp it. He did not know that it was… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
I carry the place around the world in my heart but sometimes I try to shake it off in my dreams — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
We can't possibly have a summer love. So many people have tried that the name's become proverbial. Summer is only the unfulfilled… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
Many nights he lay there dreaming awake of secret cafés in Mont Marte, where ivory women delved in romantic mysteries with diplomats… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
The greatest profound pain is cased by, and is the result of our own illusions, fantasies and dreams. — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
...for a moment people set down their glasses in county clubs and speak-easies and thought of their old best dreams. — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
Then there came a faraway, booming voice like a low, clear bell. It came from the center of the bowl and down… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
Long afterward Amory thought of sophomore spring as the happiest time of his life. His ideas were in tune with life as… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“Your photograph is all I have: it is with me from the morning when I wake up with a frantic half dream… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
I thought of Gatsby's wonder when he first picked out the green light at the end of Daisy's dock. He had come… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
A new world, material without being real, where poor ghosts, breathing dreams like air, drifted fortuitously about. — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
Travel, which had once charmed him, seemed, at length, unendurable, a business of color without substance, a phantom chase after his own… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
If that was true he must have felt that he had lost the old warm world, paid a high price for living… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
But with every word she was drawing further and further into herself, so he gave that up, and only the dead dream… — 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
“Always, after he was in bed, there were voices - indefinite, fading, enchanting - just outside his window, and before he fell… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“Most of all she wanted him to know how she loved him, now that the fact was upsetting everything, now that she… — 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
They always believe that 'things are in a bad way now,' but they 'haven't any faith in these idealists.' One minute they… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
All she wanted was to be a little girl, to be efficiently taken care of by some yielding yet superior power, stupider… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“If that was true he must have felt that he had lost the old warm world, paid a high price for living… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
It seemed that the only lover she had ever wanted was a lover in a dream. — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
He found himself remembering how on one summer morning they two had started from New York in search of happiness. They had… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
This unlikely story begins on a sea that was a blue dream, as colorful as blue-silk stockings, and beneath a sky as… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
This unlikely story begins on a sea that was a blue dream, as colorful as blue-silk stockings, and beneath a sky as… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“Oh, sleep that dreams, and dream that never tires, press from the petals of the lotus flower something of this to keep,… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
I never noticed the stars before. I always thought of them as great big diamonds that belonged to some one. Now they… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
They seemed nearer, not only mentally, but physically when they read ... Their chance was to make everything fine and finished and… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
This is perhaps the best feeling in the world. I love going to sleep at night and wondering what weird and wonderful… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
It was a grey day, that least fleshly of all weathers; a day of dreams and far hopes and clear visions. It… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“Sleep - real sleep, the dear, the cherished one, the lullaby. So deep and warm the bed and the pillow enfolding me,… — 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
There was no God in his heart, he knew; his ideas were still in riot; there was ever the pain of memory;… — 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
![“I thought of Gatsby's wonder when he first picked out the green light at the end of Daisy's dock. He had come a long way to this lawn and his dream must have seemed so close that he could hardly fail to grasp it. He did not know that it was already behind him. [- Nick Carroway]” quote by F. Scott Fitzgerald](https://sms4smile.com/quotes/img-quotes/ae4/f-scott-fitzgerald-72_behinds_i-thought-of-gatsby-s-wonder-when-he-fir_825426.jpg)
