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I learned a little of beauty - enough to know that it had nothing to do with truth.
F. Scott Fitzgerald
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F. Scott Fitzgerald
Age: 43 †
Born: 1897
Born: September 24
Died: 1940
Died: December 21
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St Paul
Minnesota
Francis Scott Fitzgerald
Francis Scott Key Fitzgerald
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More quotes by F. Scott Fitzgerald
It isn't given to us to know those rare moments when people are wide open and the lightest touch can wither or heal. A moment too late and we can never reach them any more in this world. They will not be cured by our most efficacious drugs or slain with our sharpest swords.
F. Scott Fitzgerald
There was not a moving up into vacated places there was simply an anachronistic staying on between a vanishing past and an incalculable future.
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
A squalid phantasmagoria of breath
F. Scott Fitzgerald
Her grey, sun-strained eyes stared straight ahead, but she had deliberately shifted our relations, and for a moment I thought I loved her. But I am slow-thinking and full of interior rules that act as brakes on my desires, and I knew that first I had to get myself definitely out of that tangle back home.
F. Scott Fitzgerald
The transition from libertine to prig was so complete.
F. Scott Fitzgerald
I think they're very attractive,' Abe agreed. 'I just don't think they're attractive, that's all.
F. Scott Fitzgerald
I suppose the latest thing is to sit back and let Mr. Nobody from Nowhere make love to your wife.
F. Scott Fitzgerald
She was overstrained with grief and loneliness: almost any shoulder would have done as well.
F. Scott Fitzgerald
And in the end, we were all just humans...Drunk on the idea that love, only love, could heal our brokenness.
F. Scott Fitzgerald
It was strange to have no self-to be like a little boy left alone in a big house, who knew that now he could do anything he wanted to do, but found that there was nothing that he wanted to do.
F. Scott Fitzgerald
Then came the war, old sport. It was a great relief, and I tried very hard to die, but I seemed to bear an enchanted life.
F. Scott Fitzgerald
Never walk near the bed to a ghost your ankle is your most vulnerable part-once in bed, you're safe he may lie around under the bed all night, but you're safe as daylight. If you still have doubts pull the blanket over your head.
F. Scott Fitzgerald
Actually that’s my secret — I can’t even talk about you to anybody because I don’t want any more people to know how wonderful you are.
F. Scott Fitzgerald
Those days are over. I have to be won all over again every time you see me.
F. Scott Fitzgerald
We can't possibly have a summer love. So many people have tried that the name's become proverbial. Summer is only the unfulfilled promise of spring, a charlatan in place of the warm balmy nights I dream of in April. It's a sad season of life without growth...It has no day.
F. Scott Fitzgerald
But he hated to be sober. It made him conscious of the people around him, of that air of struggle, of greedy ambition, of hope more sordid than despair, of incessant passage up or down.
F. Scott Fitzgerald
I wanted no more riotous excursions with privileged glimpses into the human heart.
F. Scott Fitzgerald
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
F. Scott Fitzgerald
he used to think that he wanted to be good, he wanted to be kind, he wanted to be brave and wise, but it was all pretty difficult. He wanted to be loved, too, if he could fit it in.
F. Scott Fitzgerald
