F. Scott Fitzgerald Quotes
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As we passed over the dark bridge her wan face fell lazily against my coat's shoulder and the formidable stroke of thirty died away with the reassuring pressure of her hand.
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I'm a romantic; a sentimental person thinks things will last, a romantic person hopes against hope that they won't.
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I hate the place like poison with a sincere hatred.
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There are only the pursued, the pursuing, the busy and the tired.
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Only remember west of the Mississippi it's a little more look, see, act. A little less rationalize, comment, talk.
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Every one suspects himself of at least one of the cardinal virtues.
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Gatsby believed in the green light, the orgastic future that year by year recedes before us. It eluded us then, but that's no matter - to-morrow we will run faster, stretch out our arms farther ... And one fine morning ---
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You're not sorry to go, of course. With people like us our home is where we are not... No one person in the world is necessary to you or to me.
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interested, I mean, with that intense personal interest to which every one has some vague right at the end
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Genius is the ability to put into effect what is on your mind.
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For the moment I can only cry out that I have lost my splendid mirage. Come back, come back, O glittering and white!
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Though the Jazz Age continued it became less and less an affair of youth. The sequel was like a children's party taken over by the elders.
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If you have anything to say, anything you feel nobody has ever said before, you have got to feel it so desperately that you will find some way to say it that nobody has ever found before, so that the thing you have to say and the way of saying it blend as one matter--as indissolubly as if they were conceived together.
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All she wanted was to be a little girl, to be efficiently taken care of by some yielding yet superior power, stupider and steadier than herself. It seemed that the only lover she had ever wanted was a lover in a dream
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Vitality shows in not only the ability to persist but the ability to start over.
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It occurred to me that there was no difference between men, in intelligence or race, so profound as the difference between the sick and the well.
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They were stars on this stage, each playing to an audience of two: the passion of their pretense created the actuality. Here, finally, was the quintessence of self-expression-- yet it was probable that for the most part their love expressed Gloria rather than Anthony. He felt often like a scarecly tolerated guest at a party she was giving.
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John T. Unger came from a family that had been well known in Hades - a small town on the Mississippi River - for several generations.
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Even when everything seems rotten you can't trust that judgment. It's the sum of all your judgments that counts.
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Dishonesty in a woman is a thing you never blame deeply - I was casually sorry, and then I forgot.
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Beautiful things grow to a certain height and then they fail and fade off, breathing out memories as they decay.
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Trouble has no necessary connection with discouragement. Discouragement has a germ of its own, as different from trouble as arthritis is different from a stiff joint.
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He had seen me several times, and had intended to call on me long before, but a peculiar combination of circumstances had prevented it.
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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 for the loss of his youth-bitter calomel under the thin sugar of love's exaltation.