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Every author ought to write every book as if he were going to be beheaded the day he finished it.
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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Francis Scott Fitzgerald
Francis Scott Key Fitzgerald
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he was figuratively following along beside her as she walked the fence, ready to catch her if she should fall.
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Whenever you feel like criticizing any one... just remember that all the people in this world haven't had the advantages that you've had.
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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.
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I have asked a lot of my emotions-one hundred and twenty stories. The price was high, right up with Kipling, because there was one little drop of something, not blood, not a tear, not my seed, but me more intimately than these, in every story, it was the extra I had. Now it has gone and I am just like you now.
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Work like hell! I had 122 rejection slips before I sold a story.
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Beauty is only to be admired, only to be loved - to be harvested carefully and then flung at a chosen lover like a gift of roses. It seems to me, so far as I can judge clearly at all, that my beauty would be used like that.
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The sign of intelligence is the ability to carry opposed thoughts at the same time.
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When the first-rate author wants an exquisite heroine or a lovely morning, he finds that all the superlatives have been worn shoddy by his inferiors. It should be a rule that bad writers must start with plain heroines and ordinary mornings, and, if they are able, work up to something better.
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he found what a grotesque thing a rose is and how raw the sunlight was upon the scarcely created grass.
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