No amount of fire or freshness can challenge what a man will store up in his ghostly heart.
F. Scott FitzgeraldShe smiled, a moving childish smile that was like all the lost youth in the world.
F. Scott FitzgeraldHer beauty climbed the rolling slope, it came into the room, rustling ghost-like through the curtains.
F. Scott FitzgeraldAn artist is someone who can hold two opposing viewpoints and still remain fully functional.
F. Scott FitzgeraldI'll never be a poet,' said Amory as he finished. 'I'm not enough of a sensualist really; there are only a few obvious things that I notice as primarily beautiful: women, spring evenings, music at night, the sea; I don't catch the subtle things like 'silver-snarling trumpets.' I may turn out an intellectual, but I'll never right anything but mediocre poetry.
F. Scott FitzgeraldDon't be so anxious about it,' she laughed. 'I'm not used to being loved. I wouldn't know what to do; I never got the trick of it.' She looked down at him, shy and fatigued. 'So here we are. I told you years ago that I had the makings of Cinderella.' He took her hand; she drew it back instinctively and then replaced it in his. 'Beg your pardon. Not even used to being touched. But I'm not afraid of you, if you stay quiet and don't move suddenly.
F. Scott Fitzgerald