This 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 FitzgeraldThere was not a moving up into vacated places; there was simply an anachronistic staying on between a vanishing past and an incalculable future.
F. Scott FitzgeraldThere's so much spring in the air- there's so much lazy sweetness in your heart.
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