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The loneliest moment in someone’s life is... F. SCOTT FITZGERALD Later she remembered all the hours of the afternoon as happy -- one of those uneventful times that s... F. SCOTT FITZGERALD Most of the big shore places were closed now and there were hardly any lights except the shadowy, mo... F. SCOTT FITZGERALD You are the finest, loveliest, tenderest, and most beautiful person I have ever known—and even tha... F. SCOTT FITZGERALD I don't care about truth. I want some happiness. F. SCOTT FITZGERALD I hope something happens. I'm restless as the devil and have a horror of getting fat or falling in l... F. SCOTT FITZGERALD If that was true he must have felt that he had lost the old warm world, paid a high price for living... F. SCOTT FITZGERALD New friends can often have a better time together than old friends. F. SCOTT FITZGERALD Her grey, sun-strained eyes stared straight ahead, but she had deliberately shifted our relations, a... F. SCOTT FITZGERALD I shall go on shining as a brilliantly meaningless figure in a meaningless world. F. SCOTT FITZGERALD No amount of fire or freshness can challenge what a man will store up in his ghostly heart. F. SCOTT FITZGERALD Each night he added to the pattern of his fancies until drowsiness closed down upon some vivid scene... F. SCOTT FITZGERALD It was one of those rare smiles with a quality of eternal reassurance in it, that you may come acros... F. SCOTT FITZGERALD I love her, and that's the beginning and end of everything. F. SCOTT FITZGERALD They were careless people, Tom and Daisy—they smashed up things and creatures and then retreated b... F. SCOTT FITZGERALD His dream must have seemed so close that he could hardly fail to grasp it. He did not know that it w... F. SCOTT FITZGERALD My God,' he gasped, 'you're fun to kiss. F. SCOTT FITZGERALD Those days are over. I have to be won all over again every time you see me. F. SCOTT FITZGERALD I won’t kiss you. It might get to be a habit and I can’t get rid of habits. F. SCOTT FITZGERALD You are mysterious, I love you. You’re beautiful, intelligent, and virtuous, and that’s the rare... F. SCOTT FITZGERALD ...I have never cared for any men as much as for these who felt the first springs when I did, and sa... F. SCOTT FITZGERALD There!" she said, as she spread the tablecloth and put the sandwiches in a neat pile upon it. "Don't... F. SCOTT FITZGERALD Don't be so anxious about it,' she laughed. 'I'm not used to being loved. I wouldn't know what to do... F. SCOTT FITZGERALD I want leisure to read—an immense amount. F. SCOTT FITZGERALD Well, let it pass, he thought; April is over, April is over. There are all kinds of love in the worl... F. SCOTT FITZGERALD I want to know you moved and breathed in the same world with me. F. SCOTT FITZGERALD If personality is an unbroken series of successful gestures, then there was something gorgeous about... F. SCOTT FITZGERALD And as I sat there brooding on the old, unknown world, I thought of Gatsby’s wonder when he first ... F. SCOTT FITZGERALD Tangled with love in the moonlight she welcomed the anarchy of her lover. F. SCOTT FITZGERALD Don't let yourself feel worthless: often through life you will really be at your worst when you seem... F. SCOTT FITZGERALD Gatsby believed in the green light, the orgastic future that year by year recedes before us. It elud... F. SCOTT FITZGERALD If it wasn’t for the mist we could see your home across the bay," said Gatsby. "You always have a ... F. SCOTT FITZGERALD Intermittently she caught the gist of his sentences and supplied the rest from her subconscious, as ... F. SCOTT FITZGERALD The exhilarating ripple of her voice was a wild tonic in the rain. F. SCOTT FITZGERALD It's all life is. Just going 'round kissing people. F. SCOTT FITZGERALD It takes a genius to whine appealingly. F. SCOTT FITZGERALD It isn't given for us to know those rare moments when people are wide open and the lightest touch ca... F. SCOTT FITZGERALD Whenever you feel like criticising anyone, just remember that all the people in this world haven't h... F. SCOTT FITZGERALD I found myself on Gatsby’s side, and alone. F. SCOTT FITZGERALD They’re a rotten crowd’, I shouted across the lawn. ‘You’re worth the whole damn bunch put t... F. SCOTT FITZGERALD It is invariably saddening to look through new eyes at things upon which you have expended your own ... F. SCOTT FITZGERALD I can't describe to you how surprised I was to find out I loved her, old sport. I even hoped for a w... F. SCOTT FITZGERALD ...he must have felt that he had lost the old warm world, paid a high price for living too long with... F. SCOTT FITZGERALD Gatsby, pale as death, with his hands plunged like weights in his coat pockets, was standing in a pu... F. SCOTT FITZGERALD If you want to kiss me any time during the evening, Nick, just let me know and I'll be glad to arran... F. SCOTT FITZGERALD No amount of fire or freshness can challenge what a man can store up in his ghosty heart. F. SCOTT FITZGERALD Gatsby turned out all right at the end; it is what preyed on Gatsby, what foul dust floated in the w... F. SCOTT FITZGERALD [Gatsby] stretched out his hand desperately as if to snatch only a wisp of air, to save a fragment o... F. SCOTT FITZGERALD The world only exists in your eyes. You can make it as big or as small as you want. F. SCOTT FITZGERALD In the real dark night of the soul it is always three o' clock in the morning, day after day. F. SCOTT FITZGERALD