You have to develop a conscience and if on top of that you have talent so much the better. But if you… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
I'm restless. My whole generation is restless. I'm sick of a system where the richest man gets the most beautiful girl if… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
I am not a great man, but sometimes I think the impersonal and objective equality of my talent and the sacrifices of… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
Joan Crawford is doubtless the best example of the flapper, the girl you see in smart night clubs, gowned to the apex… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
Prose talent depends on having something to say and an interesting, highly developed way of saying it. — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
To have something to say is a question of sleepless nights and worry and endless ratiocination of subject - of endless trying… — 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
