It was one of those rare smiles with a quality of eternal reassurance in it, that you may come across four or five times in life.
F. Scott FitzgeraldI have never wished there was a God to call on- I have often wished there was a God to thank.
F. Scott Fitzgeraldwhy shouldn't he? All life is just a progression toward and then a recession from one phrase-- 'I love you
F. Scott FitzgeraldShe felt a little betrayed and sad, but presently a moving object came into sight. It was a huge horse-chestnut tree in full bloom bound for the Champs Elysees, strapped now into a long truck and simply shaking with laughter - like a lovely person in an undignified position yet confident none the less of being lovely. Looking at it with fascination, Rosemary identified herself with it, and laughed cheerfully with it, and everything all at once seemed gorgeous.
F. Scott Fitzgerald