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 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
Beautiful things grow to a certain height and then they fail and fade off, breathing out memories as they decay. — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
These lights, this brightness, these clusters of human hope, of wild desire—I shall take these lights in my fingers. I shall make… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
Beautiful things only grow to a certain height, and then they fail and fade off. — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
Beautiful things grow to a certain height and then they fail and fade off, breathing out memories as they decay. And just… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
How strange to have failed as a social creature—even criminals do not fail that way—they are the law's "Loyal Opposition," so to… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
Amory wondered how people could fail to notice that he was a boy marked for glory, and when faces of the throng… — 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