I’m thirty,” I said. “I’m five years too old to lie to myself and call it honor — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
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
Even when everything seems rotten you can't trust that judgment. It's the sum of all your judgments that counts. — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
What are you going to do? "Can't say - run for president, write -" "Greenwich Village?" "Good heavens, no - I said… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
I’ve heard it said that Daisy’s murmur was only to make people lean toward her; an irrelevant criticism that made it no… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
I don't like girls in the daytime,' he said shortly, and then thinking this a bit abrupt, he added: 'But I like… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
We haven’t met for many years, said Daisy, her voice as matter-of-fact as it could ever be. "Five years next November." The… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
Sometimes I wish I'd went through those good times stone cold sober so I could remember everything," he said, "but then again,… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
Love is fragile -- she was thinking -- but perhaps the pieces are saved, the things that hovered on lips, that might… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
They weren't happy, and neither of them had touched the chicken or the ale---and yet they weren't unhappy either. There was an… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
His hand took hold of hers, and as she said something low in his ear he turned toward her with a rush… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
She’s got an indiscreet voice,” I remarked. “It’s full of-“ I hesitated. “Her voice is full of money,” he said suddenly. That… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
What'll we do with ourselves this afternoon,' cried Daisy, 'and the day after that, and the next thirty years?' 'Don't be morbid,'… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
If you have anything to say, anything you feel nobody has ever said before, you have got to feel it so desperately… — 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
Then she added in a sort of childish delight: 'We'll be poor, won't we? Like people in books. And I'll be an… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
"Oh, you want too much!" she cried to Gatsby. "I love you now-isn't that enough? I can't help what's past." She began… — 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
You said a bad driver was only safe until she met another bad driver? Well, I met another bad driver, didn't I?… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
There’s a writer for you,” he said. “Knows everything and at the same time he knows nothing.” [narrator]It was my first inkling… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
When Vanity kissed Vanity, a hundred happy Junes ago, he pondered o'er her breathlessly, and, that all men might ever know, he… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
The early twenties when we drank wood alcohol and every day in every way grew better and better, and there was a… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
You're a rotten driver,' I protested. 'Either you ought to be more careful or you oughtn't to drive at all.' 'I am… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
If it wasn’t for the mist we could see your home across the bay," said Gatsby. "You always have a green light… — 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