F. Scott Fitzgerald Quotes

I avoided writers very carefully because they can perpetuate trouble as no one else can.

Life is much more successfully looked at from a single window.

I found something! Courage — just that; courage as a rule of life and something to cling to always.

"Can't repeat the past?" he cried incredulously. "Why of course you can!"
He looked around him wildly, as if the past were lurking here in the shadow of his house, just out of reach of his hand.

Beautiful things grow to a certain height and then they fail and fade off, breathing out memories as they decay

Somewhere inside me there’ll always be the person I am to-night

She was dazzling — alight; it was agony to comprehend her beauty in a glance.

mother says that two souls are sometimes created together and — and in love before they're born.

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 got the trick of it.' She looked down at him, shy and fatigued. 'So here we are. I told you years ago that I had the makings of Cinderella.'
He took her hand; she drew it back instinctively and then replaced it in his. 'Beg your pardon. Not even used to being touched. But I'm not afraid of you, if you stay quiet and don't move suddenly.

I’m thirty,” I said. “I’m five years too old to lie to myself and call it honor

When you get drunk you don't tear anything apart except yourself.

And lastly from that period I remember riding in a taxi one afternoon between very tall buildings under a mauve and rosy sky; I began to bawl because I had everything I wanted and knew I would never be so happy again.

What a wonderful song, she thought-everything was wonderful tonight, most of all this romantic scene in the den with their hands clinging and the inevitable looming charmingly close. The future vista of her life seemed an unending succession of scenes like this: under moonlight and pale starlight, and in the backs of warm limousines and in low cosy roadsters stopped under sheltering trees-only the boy might change, and this one was so nice.

All good writing is like swimming underwater and holding your breath.

Youth is like having a big plate of candy. Sentimentalists think they want to be in the pure, simple state they were in before they ate the candy. They don't. They just want the fun of eating it all over again. The matron doesn't want to repeat her girlhood - she wants to repeat her honeymoon. I don't want to repeat my innocence. I want the pleasure of losing it again.