Share
×
Inspirational Quotes
Authors
Professions
Topics
Tags
Quote
He snatched the book from me and replaced it hastily on its shelf, muttering that if one brick was removed the whole library was liable to collapse.
F. Scott Fitzgerald
Share
Change background
T
T
T
Change font
Original
TAGS & TOPICS
F. Scott Fitzgerald
Age: 43 †
Born: 1897
Born: September 24
Died: 1940
Died: December 21
Author
Novelist
Screenwriter
Short Story Writer
Writer
St Paul
Minnesota
Francis Scott Fitzgerald
Francis Scott Key Fitzgerald
Removed
Shelves
Hastily
Collapse
Snatched
Replaced
Muttering
Library
Shelf
Book
Brick
Whole
Liable
Bricks
More quotes by F. Scott Fitzgerald
He had possessed the arrogance of a tall member of a short race, with no obligation save to be tall.
F. Scott Fitzgerald
I was thirty. Before me stretched the portentous, menacing road of a new decade.
F. Scott Fitzgerald
New friends can often have a better time together than old friends.
F. Scott Fitzgerald
She saw something awful in the very simplicity she failed to understand.
F. Scott Fitzgerald
A man's social rank is determined by the amount of bread he eats in a sandwich.
F. Scott Fitzgerald
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.
F. Scott Fitzgerald
I shall go on shining as a brilliantly meaningless figure in a meaningless world.
F. Scott Fitzgerald
I can’t tell you just how wonderful she is. I don’t want you to know. I don’t want any one to know.
F. Scott Fitzgerald
For the moment I can only cry out that I have lost my splendid mirage. Come back, come back, O glittering and white!
F. Scott Fitzgerald
She had an air of seeming to wait, as if for a man to get through with something more important than herself, a battle or an operation, during which he must not be hurried or interfered with. When the man had finished she would be waiting, without fret or impatience, somewhere on a highstool, turning the pages of a newspaper.
F. Scott Fitzgerald
But I suppose you must touch life in order to spring from it.
F. Scott Fitzgerald
Here's to alcohol, the rose colored glasses of life.
F. Scott Fitzgerald
The farmers may be the backbone of the country, but who wants to be a backbone?
F. Scott Fitzgerald
That was always my experience-a poor boy in a rich town a poor boy in a rich boy's school a poor boy in a rich man's club at Princeton .... However, I have never been able to forgive the rich for being rich, and it has colored my entire life and works.
F. Scott Fitzgerald
France was a land, England was a people, but America, having about it still that quality of the idea, was harder to utter - it was the graves at Shiloh and the tired, drawn, nervous faces of its great men, and the country boys dying in the Argonne for a phrase that was empty before their bodies withered. It was a willingness of the heart.
F. Scott Fitzgerald
The best of America drifts to Paris. The American in Paris is the best American.
F. Scott Fitzgerald
People invariably chose inimitable people to imitate.
F. Scott Fitzgerald
He's sensitive and I don't want him to break his heart over somebody who doesn't care about him.
F. Scott Fitzgerald
No, interrupted Marcia emphatically. And you're a sweet boy. Come here and kiss me. Horace stopped quickly in front of her. Why do you want me to kiss you? he asked intently. Do you just go round kissing people? Why, yes, admitted Marcia, unruffled. 'At's all life is. Just going around kissing people.
F. Scott Fitzgerald
They slipped briskly into an intimacy from which they never recovered.
F. Scott Fitzgerald
