“a promise that the rock of the world was founded securely on a fairy's wing” — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
The city seen from the Queensboro Bridge is always the city seen for the first time, in its first wild promise of… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
Think how you love me,' she whispered. 'I don't ask you to love me always like this, but I ask you to… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“Summer is only the unfulfilled promise of spring, a charlatan in place of the warm balmy nights I dream of in April.… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
If personality is an unbroken series of successful gestures, then there was something gorgeous about him, some heightened sensitivity to the promises… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
She smiled at him, making sure that the smile gathered up everything inside her and directed it toward him, making him a… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
We can't possibly have a summer love. So many people have tried that the name's become proverbial. Summer is only the unfulfilled… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
Her face was sad and lovely with bright things in it, bright eyes and a bright passionate mouth, but there was an… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
Over the great bridge, with the sunlight through the girders making a constant flicker upon the moving cars, with the city rising… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“If personality is an unbroken series of successful gestures, then there was something gorgeous about him, some heightened sensitivity to the promises… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
For a while these reveries provided an outlet for his imagination; they were a satisfactory hint of the unreality of reality, a… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
Thirty--the promise of a decade of loneliness, a thinning list of single men to know, a thinning brief-case of enthusiasm, thinning hair. — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
The extraordinary thing is not that people in a lifetime turn out worse or better than we had prophesied; particularly in America… — 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
