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
Well, let it pass, he thought; April is over, April is over. There are all kinds of love in the world, but… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
I felt that I wanted the world to be in uniform and at a sort of moral attention forever; I wanted no… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
I carry the place around the world in my heart but sometimes I try to shake it off in my dreams — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
It was too late - everything was too late. For years now he had dreamed the world away, basing his decisions upon… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
If I knew words enough, I could write the longest love letter in the world and never get tired — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
A new world, material without being real, where poor ghosts, breathing dreams like air, drifted fortuitously about. — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
She was feeling the pressure of the world outside and she wanted to see him and feel his presence beside her and… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
Marriage was created not to be a background but to need one. Mine is going to be outstanding. It can't, shan't be… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
Genius goes around the world in its youth incessantly apologizing for having large feet. What wonder that later in life it should… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
New York had all the iridescence of the beginning of the world. The returning troops marched up Fifth Avenue and girls were… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
He smiled understandingly-much more than understandingly. It was one of those rare smiles with a quality of eternal reassurance in it, that… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
Rosemary bubbled with delight at the trunks. Her naivete responded whole-heartedly to the expensive simplicity of the Divers, unaware of its complexity… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
This is perhaps the best feeling in the world. I love going to sleep at night and wondering what weird and wonderful… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
He looked at her and for a moment she lived in the bright blue worlds of his eyes, eagerly and confidently. — 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
“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
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
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
I found something! Courage--just that; courage as a rule of life and something to cling to always. — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share
“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
“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
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
“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
What are you going to do? "Can't say - run for president, write -" "Greenwich Village?" "Good heavens, no - I said write -… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share
“The latter was considered a good fellow and a fine leader, until a year later, when he disappeared with a mess fund of eleven… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share
“It eluded us then, but that’s no matter—tomorrow we will run faster, stretch out our arms farther. . . . And then one fine… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share
