Dreams Quotes by F. Scott Fitzgerald

“Breathing dreams like air”

— F. Scott Fitzgerald

“Youth is a dream, a form of chemical madness.”

— F. Scott Fitzgerald

I used to build dreams about you.

— F. Scott Fitzgerald

“Everybody's youth is a dream, a form of chemical madness.' 'How pleasant then to be insane!”

— F. Scott Fitzgerald

“Their eyes met, locked, became wistful, and dreamy and beautiful.”

— F. Scott Fitzgerald

“His dream must have seemed so close that he could hardly fail to grasp it.”

— F. Scott Fitzgerald

It seemed that the only lover she had ever wanted was a lover in a dream.

— F. Scott Fitzgerald

The greatest profound pain is cased by, and is the result of our own illusions, fantasies and dreams.

— F. Scott Fitzgerald

“New York, he supposed, was home—the city of luxury and mystery, of preposterous hopes and exotic dreams.”

— F. Scott Fitzgerald

I carry the place around the world in my heart but sometimes I try to shake it off in my dreams

— F. Scott Fitzgerald

Everybody's youth is a dream, a form of chemical madness.

— F. Scott Fitzgerald

“The lawn and drive had been crowded with the faces of those who guessed at his corruption - and he had stood…

— F. Scott Fitzgerald

“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

“There must have been moments even that afternoon when Daisy tumbled short of his dreams -- not through her own fault but…

— F. Scott Fitzgerald

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

“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

“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

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

“Always, after he was in bed, there were voices - indefinite, fading, enchanting - just outside his window, and before he fell…

— F. Scott Fitzgerald

“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

“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

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

“Sleep - real sleep, the dear, the cherished one, the lullaby. So deep and warm the bed and the pillow enfolding me,…

— F. Scott Fitzgerald

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

“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

“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

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

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

“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

“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

“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

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

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

“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

“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

It was always the becoming he dreamed of, never the being.

— F. Scott Fitzgerald

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

It appears that every man's insomnia is as different from his neighbours as are their daytime hopes and aspirations.

— F. Scott Fitzgerald

“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

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