What'll we do with ourselves this afternoon? And the day after that, and the next thirty years? — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
For years afterwards when Amory thought of Eleanor he seemed still to hear the wind sobbing around him and sending little chills… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
The past--the wild charge at the head of his men up San Juan Hill; the first years of his marriage when he… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
I was rather literary in college—one year I wrote a series of very solemn and obvious editorials for the 'Yale News.'—and now… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
The years between thirty-five and sixty-five revolve before the passive mind as one unexplained, confusing merry-go-round. True, they are a merry-go-round of… — 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
Modern life... changes no longer century by century, but year by year, ten times faster than it ever has before-populations doubling, civilizations… — 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
Gatsby believed in the green light, the orgastic future that year by year recedes before us. It eluded us then, but that's… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
I didn't realize it, but the days came along one after another, and then two years were gone, and everything was gone,… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
His youth seemed never so vanished as now in the contrast between the utter loneliness of this visit and that riotous, joyful… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
It is in the twenties that the actual momentum of life begins to slacken, and it is a simple soul indeed to… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
Don't be so anxious about it,' she laughed. 'I'm not used to being loved. I wouldn't know what to do; I never… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
She was incomprehensible, for, in her, soul and spirit were one - the beauty of her body was the essence of her… — 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
In my younger and more vulnerable years my father gave me some advice that I've been turning over in my mind ever… — 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
They had spent a year in France for no particular reason, and then drifted here and there unrestfully wherever people played polo… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
They always believe that 'things are in a bad way now,' but they 'haven't any faith in these idealists.' One minute they… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
Do you ever wait for the longest day of the year and then miss it? I always wait for the longest day… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
At any rate, let us love for a while, for a year or so, you and me. That's a form of divine… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
He had waited five years and bought a mansion where he dispensed starlight to casual moths - so that he could 'come… — 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
The easiest way to get a reputation is to go outside the fold, shout around for a few years as a violent… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
He was handsome then if never before, bound for one of those immortal moments which come so radiantly that their remembered light… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
I began to realize that for two years my life had been a drawing on resources that I did not possess, 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
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
What you have felt and thought will by itself invent a new style, so that when people talk about style they are… — 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
