It occurred to me that there was no difference between men, in intelligence or race, so profound as the difference between the sick and the well.
F. Scott FitzgeraldFor awhile after you quit Keats all other poetry seems to be only whistling or humming.
F. Scott FitzgeraldThis unlikely story begins on a sea that was a blue dream, as colorful as blue-silk stockings, and beneath a sky as blue as the irises of children's eyes.
F. Scott FitzgeraldA stirring warmth flowed from her, as if her heart was trying to come out to you concealed in one of those breathless, thrilling words.
F. Scott Fitzgerald