Share
×
Inspirational Quotes
Authors
Professions
Topics
Tags
Quote
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.
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
Less
Murmur
Made
Daisies
Make
Lean
People
Irrelevant
Charming
Criticism
Toward
Heard
Daisy
More quotes by F. Scott Fitzgerald
When the lightning strikes one of us, it strikes both
F. Scott Fitzgerald
Sometimes it is harder to deprive oneself of a pain than of a pleasure and the memory so possessed him that for the moment there was nothing to do but to pretend.
F. Scott Fitzgerald
There's no substitute for will. Sometimes you have to fake will when you don't feel it at all.
F. Scott Fitzgerald
What do you think of that? It’s stopped raining. I’m glad Jay. Her throat, full of aching, grieving beauty, told only of her unexpected joy.
F. Scott Fitzgerald
She confused him and hindered the flow of his ideas. Self-expression had never seemed at once so desirable and so impossible.
F. Scott Fitzgerald
They had spent a year in France for no particular reason, and then drifted here and there unrestfully wherever people played polo and were rich together.
F. Scott Fitzgerald
...for a moment people set down their glasses in county clubs and speak-easies and thought of their old best dreams.
F. Scott Fitzgerald
I think that we already have a really good system in town, but I have a vision that it could be even better. My vision is that academic excellence is the area that we should pursue more, coupled with fiscal discipline.
F. Scott Fitzgerald
The water reached up for her, pulled her down tenderly out of the heat, seeped in her hair and ran into the corners of her body. She turned round and round in it, embracing it, wallowing in it.
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 first lights of the evening were springing into pale existence. The Ferris wheel, pricked out now in lights, revolved leisurely through the dusk a few empty cars of the roller coaster rattled overhead.
F. Scott Fitzgerald
If all your clothes are worn to the same state, it means you go out too much.
F. Scott Fitzgerald
And after reading Thoreau I felt how much I have lost by leaving nature out of my life.
F. Scott Fitzgerald
Her beauty climbed the rolling slope, it came into the room, rustling ghost-like through the curtains.
F. Scott Fitzgerald
Gatsby turned out all right at the end it is what preyed on Gatsby, what foul dust floated in the wake of his dreams that temporarily closed out my interest in the abortive sorrows and short-winded elations of men.
F. Scott Fitzgerald
The notion of sitting down and conjuring up, not only words in which to clothe thoughts but thoughts worthy of being clothed--the whole thing was absurdly beyond his desires.
F. Scott Fitzgerald
the cracked plate has to be retained in the pantry, has to be kept in service as a household necessity. It can never be warmed on the stove nor shuffled with the other plates in the dishpan it will not be brought out for company but it will do to hold crackers late at night or to go into the ice-box with the left overs.
F. Scott Fitzgerald
So when the blue smoke of brittle leaves was in the air and the wind blew the wet laundry stiff on the line I decided to come back home.
F. Scott Fitzgerald
Look at that,' she whispered, and then after a moment: 'I'd like to just get one of those pink clouds and put you in it and push you around.
F. Scott Fitzgerald
They slipped briskly into an intimacy from which they never recovered.
F. Scott Fitzgerald
