The afternoon had made them tranquil for a while, as if to give them a deep memory for the long parting the… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“Through all he said, even through his appalling sentimentality, i was reminded of something - an elusive rhythm, a fragment of lost… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
Long afterward Amory thought of sophomore spring as the happiest time of his life. His ideas were in tune with life as… — 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
Here was a new generation, shouting the old cries, learning the old creeds, through a revery of long days and nights; destined… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
The truth was that Jay Gatsby, of West Egg, Long Island, sprang from his Platonic conception of himself. He was a son… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
smoking had come to be an important punctuation mark in the long sentence of a day on the road. — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
Long ago, there was something in me, but now that thing is gone. Now that thing is gone, that thing is gone.… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
That's the whole burden of this novel - the loss of those illusions that give such color to the world that you… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
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 Copy Share Image
He had seen me several times, and had intended to call on me long before, but a peculiar combination of circumstances had… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
the growth of intimacy is like that. First one gives off his best picture, the bright and finished product mended with bluff… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
The mouth was wide open and ripped at the corners, as though she had choked a little in giving up the tremendous… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
It was dawn now on Long Island and we went about opening the rest of the windows downstairs, filling the house with… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
Mostly, we authors must repeat ourselves - that's the truth. We have two or three great and moving experiences in our lives… — 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
You’re just the romantic age,” she continued- “fifty. Twenty-five is too worldly wise; thirty is apt to be pale from overwork; forty… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“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 Copy Share Image
You're the only girl I've seen for a long time that actually did look like something blooming. — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
She felt a little betrayed and sad, but presently a moving object came into sight. It was a huge horse-chestnut tree in… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
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 Copy Share Image
The idea that to make a man work you've got to hold gold in front of his eyes is a growth, not… — 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