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Quotes from F Scott Fitzgerald

The thin tunes, holding lost times and future hopes in liaison, twisted upon the Valais night.
- F Scott Fitzgerald
She's said to be very beautiful by people who ought to know.
- F Scott Fitzgerald
Human sympathy has its limits, and we were content to let all their tragic arguments fade with the city lights behind.
- F Scott Fitzgerald
And so with the sunshine and the great bursts of leaves growing on the trees, just as things grown in fast movies, I had that familiar conviction that life was beginning over again with the summer.
- F Scott Fitzgerald
I spent my Saturday nights in New York, because those gleaming, dazzling parties of his were with me so vividly that I could still hear the music and the laughter, faint and incessant, from his garden, and the cars going up and down his drive.
- F Scott Fitzgerald
Well, if someone is a bad driver and all the other drivers around them are good drivers, then they are safe because all the good drivers will dodge the bad driver so that there is no car crash. But if there is another bad driver, then there can be a crash.
- F Scott Fitzgerald
There was a slow, pleasant movement in the air, scarcely a wind, promising a cool, lovely day.
- F Scott Fitzgerald
Then wear the gold hat, if that will move her; If you can bounce high, bounce for her too, Till she cry "Lover, gold-hatted, high-bouncing lover, I must have you!" —Thomas Parke D'invilliers
- F Scott Fitzgerald
A young man can work at excessive speed with no ill effects, but youth is unfortunately not a permanent condition of life.
- F Scott Fitzgerald
In ten seconds he had completely lost his appetite and gained on hundred thousand dollars.
- F Scott Fitzgerald
Their [the eggs] physical resemblance must be a source of perpetual wonder to the gulls that fly overhead. To the wingless a more interesting phenomenon is their dissimilarity in every particular except shape and size.
- F Scott Fitzgerald
Human sympathy has its limits, and we were content to let all their tragic arguments fade
- F Scott Fitzgerald