She wanted to exist only as a conscious flower, prolonging and preserving herself
F. Scott FitzgeraldHe had been full of the idea so long, dreamed it right through to the end, waited with his teeth set, so to speak, at an inconceivable pitch of intensity. Now, in the reaction, he was running down like an overwound clock.
F. Scott FitzgeraldI see you're looking at my cuff buttons." I hadn't been looking at them, but I did now.
F. Scott Fitzgeraldthe intimate revelations of young men, or at least the terms in which they express them, are usually plagiaristic and marred by obvious suppressions.
F. Scott Fitzgerald