He talked a lot about the past and I gathered that he wanted to recover something, some idea of himself perhaps, that had gone into loving Daisy.
F. Scott FitzgeraldThen 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 FitzgeraldThe 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 FitzgeraldBut I always felt that I'd rather be provincial hot-tamale than soup without seasoning.
F. Scott FitzgeraldFrance 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