He was going to live in New York, and be known at every restaurant and café, wearing a dress suit from early evening to early morning, sleeping away the dull hours of the forenoon.
F. Scott FitzgeraldThe history of my life is the history of the struggle between an overwhelming urge to write and a combination of circumstances bent on keeping me from it.
F. Scott FitzgeraldThirty--the promise of a decade of loneliness, a thinning list of single men to know, a thinning brief-case of enthusiasm, thinning hair.
F. Scott FitzgeraldNo grand idea was ever born in a conference, but a lot of foolish ideas have died there.
F. Scott FitzgeraldSomething was making him nibble at the edge of stale ideas as if his sturdy physical egotism no longer nourished his peremptory heart.
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