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
A sudden gust of rain blew over them and then another - as if small liquid clouds were bouncing along the land.… — 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
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
The rhythm of the weekend, with its birth, its planned gaiety, and its announced end, followed the rhythm of life and was… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
A love affair is like a short story--it has a beginning, a middle, and an end. The beginning was easy, the middle… — 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
They had never been closer in their month of love, nor communicated more profoundly one with another, than when she brushed silent… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
If it wasn’t for the mist we could see your home across the bay," said Gatsby. "You always have a green light… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
Boredom is not an end-product, is comparatively rather an early stage in life and art. You've got to go by or past… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
If you try to create a type, you may end with nothing. If you do a good job of creating an individual,… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
interested, I mean, with that intense personal interest to which every one has some vague right at the end — 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