F. Scott Fitzgerald Quotes

I suppose books mean more than people to me anyway

So we drove on toward death through the cooling twilight.

Here, Earth-born, over the lilt of the water,
Lisping its music and bearing a burden of light,
Bosoming day as a laughing and radiant daughter…
Here we may whisper unheard, unafraid of the night.
Walking alone…was it splendor, or what, we were bound with?
Deep in the time when summer lets down her hair?
Shadows we loved and the patterns they covered the ground with
Tapestries, mystical, faint in the breathless air.

We’ll meet you on some corner. I’ll be the man smoking two cigarettes.

I’ve heard it said that Daisy’s murmur was only to make people lean toward her; an irrelevant criticism that made it no less charming.

I'll drink your champagne. I'll drink every drop of it, I don't care if it kills me.

She wouldn't let go of the letter. She took it into the tub with her and squeezed it up in a wet ball, and only let me leave it in the soap dish when she saw that it was coming to pieces like snow.

I might have enjoyed the company of a woman or two... Or three but that had never
stopped me from loving you.

To Anthony life was a struggle against death, that waited at every corner. It was as a concession to his hypochondriacal imagination that he formed the habit of reading in bed — it soothed him. He read until he was tired and often fell asleep with the lights still on.

I suppose the latest thing is to sit back and let Mr. Nobody from Nowhere make love to your wife.