No such thing as a man willing to be honest - that would be like a blind man willing to see. — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“I’ll tell you God’s truth.” His right hand suddenly ordered divine retribution to stand by.” — 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
“I felt the basic insincerity of what she had said. It made me uneasy, as though the whole evening had been a… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“The fruit of youth or of the grape, the transitory magic of the brief passage from darkness to darkness - the old… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“Trying what?" cried Maury fiercely. "Trying to pierce the darkness of political idealism with some wild, despairing urge toward truth? Sitting day… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
The truth was that for some months he had been going through that partitioning of the things of youth wherein it is… — 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
Now he realized the truth: that sacrifice was no purchase of freedom. It was like a great elective office, it was like… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
I learned a little of beauty-- enough to know that it had nothing to do with truth... — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“The truth was that Jay Gatsby of West Egg, Long Island, sprang from his platonic conception of himself.” — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
I learned a little of beauty - enough to know that it had nothing to do with truth - and I found,… — 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
