Littles Quotes by F. Scott Fitzgerald

Once we were one person, and always it will be a little that way.

— F. Scott Fitzgerald

I learned a little of beauty-- enough to know that it had nothing to do with truth...

— F. Scott Fitzgerald

I hope she'll be a fool -- that's the best thing a girl can be in this world, a beautiful little fool.

— F. Scott Fitzgerald

I was a little shocked at the elaborateness of the lie.

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but I felt that Tom would drift on forever seeking, a little wistfully, for the dramatic turbulence of some irrecoverable football game

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The mind of a little child is fascinating, for it looks on old things with new eyes-but at about twelve this changes.…

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All she wanted was to be a little girl, to be efficiently taken care of by some yielding yet superior power, stupider…

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You know I'm old in some ways-in others-well, I'm just a little girl. I like sunshine and pretty things and cheerfulness-and I…

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So he tasted the deep pain that is reserved only for the strong, just as he had tasted for a little while…

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It was strange to have no self-to be like a little boy left alone in a big house, who knew that now…

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The mouth was wide open and ripped at the corners, as though she had choked a little in giving up the tremendous…

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It's a great advantage not to drink among hard-drinking people. You can hold your tongue, and, moreover, you can time any little…

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He did not understand all he had heard, but from his clandestine glimpse into the privacy of these two, with all the…

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You've got to sell your heart, your strongest reactions, not the little minor things that only touch you lightly, the little experiences…

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I learned a little of beauty - enough to know that it had nothing to do with truth - and I found,…

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Little Montenegro! He lifted up the words and nodded at them-with his smile. The smile comprehended Montenegro’s troubled history and sympathized with…

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Talk English to me, Tommy. Parlez francais avec moi, Nicole. But the meanings are different-- in French you can be heroic and…

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For years afterwards when Amory thought of Eleanor he seemed still to hear the wind sobbing around him and sending little chills…

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I have asked a lot of my emotions-one hundred and twenty stories. The price was high, right up with Kipling, because there…

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She smiled at him, making sure that the smile gathered up everything inside her and directed it toward him, making him a…

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What you have felt and thought will by itself invent a new style, so that when people talk about style they are…

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She felt a little betrayed and sad, but presently a moving object came into sight. It was a huge horse-chestnut tree in…

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This unlikely story begins on a sea that was a blue dream, as colorful as blue-silk stockings, and beneath a sky as…

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Then there came a faraway, booming voice like a low, clear bell. It came from the center of the bowl and down…

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It was testimony to the romantic speculation he inspired that there were whispers about him from those who had found little that…

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I am still a little afraid of missing something if I forget that, as my father snobbishly suggested, and I snobbishly repeat,…

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Beauty and love pass, I know... Oh, there's sadness, too. I suppose all great happiness is a little sad. Beauty means the…

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It was only a sunny smile, and little it cost in the giving, but like morning light it scattered the night and…

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This is perhaps the best feeling in the world. I love going to sleep at night and wondering what weird and wonderful…

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Daisy began to sing with the music in a husky, rhythmic whisper, bringing out a meaning in each word that it had…

— F. Scott Fitzgerald