The greatest profound pain is cased by, and is the result of our own illusions, fantasies and dreams. — 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
“Their eyes met, locked, became wistful, and dreamy and beautiful.” — 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
“Everybody's youth is a dream, a form of chemical madness.' 'How pleasant then to be insane!” — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“New York, he supposed, was home—the city of luxury and mystery, of preposterous hopes and exotic dreams.” — 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
“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
It appears that every man's insomnia is as different from his neighbours as are their daytime hopes and aspirations. — 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
“He had come a long way to this blue lawn, and his dream must have seemed so close that he could hardly… — 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
“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
“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 think that we already have a really good system in town, but I have a vision that it could be even… — 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 had been full of the idea so long, dreamed it right through to the end, waited with his teeth set, so… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“he could climb to it, if he climbed alone, and once there he could suck on the pap of life, gulp down… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“The college dreamed on-- awake. He felt a nervous excitement that might have been the very throb of its slow heart. It… — 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
“Its vanished trees, the trees that had made way for Gatsby's house, had once pandered in whispers to the last and greatest… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“It is youth’s felicity as well as its insufficiency that it can never live in the present, but must always be measuring… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“The dream was gone. Something had been taken from him. In a sort of panic he pushed the palms of his hands… — 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
“Long after midnight the towers and spires of Princeton were visible, with here and there a late-burning light – and suddenly out… — 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
“Under the stars,' she repeated. 'I never noticed the stars before. I always thought of them as great big diamonds that belonged… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“Will father be there?" she asked. John turned to her in astonishment. Your father is dead," he replied somberly. "Why should he… — 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
“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
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
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
“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
“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
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
“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
