His hand took hold of hers, and as she said something low in his ear he turned toward her with a rush of emotion. I think that voice held him most, with its fluctuating, feverish warmth, because it couldnโt be over-dreamed โthat voice was a deathless song.
F. Scott Fitzgerald"What are you going to do?" "Can't say - run for president, write -" "Greenwich Village?" "Good heavens, no - I said write - not drink."
F. Scott FitzgeraldThe kiss originated when the first male reptile licked the first female reptile, implying in a subtle way that she was as succulent as the small reptile he had for dinner the night before.
F. Scott FitzgeraldI'm merely trying to give you the sort of argument that would appeal to your intelligence.
F. Scott Fitzgerald