I guess I'm the Black Death,' he said slowly. 'I don't seem to bring people happiness any more. — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“I suppose all great happiness is a little sad. Beauty means the scent of roses and then the death of roses—” — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
Happiness, remarked Maury Noble one day, is only the first hour after the alleviation of some especially intense misery. — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
So he tasted the deep pain that is reserved only for the strong, just as he had tasted for a little while… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
It was only a sunny smile, and little it cost in the giving, but like morning light it scattered the night and… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“Another sigh came from the window-- quite a resigned sigh. 'She's life and hope and happiness, my whole world now.' He felt… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
Beauty and love pass, I know... Oh, there's sadness, too. I suppose all great happiness is a little sad. Beauty means the… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
Life is essentially a cheat and its conditions are those of defeat; the redeeming things are not happiness and pleasure but the… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
I never believe much in happiness. I never believe in misery either. Those are things you see on the stage or the… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
we both fitted. If our corners were not rubbed off they were at least pulled in. But deep in us both was… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
Later she remembered all the hours of the afternoon as happy -- one of those uneventful times that seem at the moment… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“I am glad you are happy--but I never believe much in happiness. I never believe in misery either. Those are things you… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
And lastly from that period I remember riding in a taxi one afternoon between very tall buildings under a mauve and rosy… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
They were still in the happier stages of love. They were full of brave illusions about each other, tremendous illusions, so that… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“He loved her, and he would love her until the day he was too old for loving--but he could not have her.… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“I reached maturity under the impression that I was gathering the experience to order my life for happiness. Indeed, I accomplished the… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“You and I have been happy; we haven't been happy just once, we've been happy a thousand times. . . Forget the… — 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
They were still in the happier stage of love. They were full of brave illusions about each other, tremendous illusions, so that… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“Had they nothing else to say to each other? Yet their eyes were full of more serious statements; and while they sought… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“As I went over to say good-by I saw that the expression of bewilderment had come back into Gatsby's face, as though… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“Each life unfulfilled, you see, It hangs still, patchy and scrappy; We have not sighed deep, laughed free, Starved,… — 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
