Tired, tired with nothing, tired with everything, tired with the worldโs weight he had never chosen to bear.
F. Scott FitzgeraldThis is the beauty I want. Beauty has got to be astonishing, astounding-- it's got to burst in on you like a dream, like the exquisite eyes of a girl.
F. Scott FitzgeraldWriters arenโt people exactly. Or, if theyโre any good, theyโre a whole lot of people trying so hard to be one person.
F. Scott Fitzgeraldthe best contacts are when one knows the obstacles and still wants to preserve a relation.
F. Scott FitzgeraldShe felt a little betrayed and sad, but presently a moving object came into sight. It was a huge horse-chestnut tree in full bloom bound for the Champs Elysees, strapped now into a long truck and simply shaking with laughter - like a lovely person in an undignified position yet confident none the less of being lovely. Looking at it with fascination, Rosemary identified herself with it, and laughed cheerfully with it, and everything all at once seemed gorgeous.
F. Scott Fitzgerald