He had seen me several times, and had intended to call on me long before, but a peculiar combination of circumstances had prevented it.
F. Scott FitzgeraldFrom the ruins, lonely and inexplicable as the sphinx, rose the Empire State Building.
F. Scott FitzgeraldAt eighteen our convictions are hills from which we look; at forty-five they are caves in which we hide.
F. Scott FitzgeraldThrough all he said, even through his appalling sentimentality, I was reminded of something-an elusive rhythm, a fragment of lost words, that I heard somewhere a long time ago. For a moment a phrase tried to take shape in my mouth and my lips parted like a dumb man's, as though there was more struggling upon them than a wisp of startled air. But they made no sound and what I had almost remembered was uncommunicable forever.
F. Scott Fitzgerald