For awhile after you quit Keats all other poetry seems to be only whistling or humming. — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
I may turn out an intellectual, but I'll never write anything but mediocre poetry. — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“Poetry is dying first. It'll be absorbed into prose sooner or later.” — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you -- like music to the musician or Marxism to the Communist --… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“One night they walked while the moon rose and poured a great burden of glory over the garden until it seemed fairyland… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
Amory took to writing poetry on spring afternoons, in the gardens of the big estates near Princeton, while swans made effective atmosphere… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
The only way to increase it is to cultivate your own garden. And the only thing that will help you is poetry,… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
I'll never be a poet,' said Amory as he finished. 'I'm not enough of a sensualist really; there are only a few… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“Here, Earth-born, over the lilt of the water, Lisping its music and bearing a burden of light, Bosoming day as a laughing… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“Long after midnight the towers and spires of Princeton were visible, with here and there a late-burning light – and suddenly out… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“Once upon a time all the men of mind and genius in the world became of one belief—that is to say, of… — 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
