F. Scott Fitzgerald Quotes, Morning Quotes, Sorry Quotes

In the morning you were never violently sorry-- you made no resolutions, but if you had overdone it and your heart was slightly out of order, you went on the wagon for a few days without saying anything about it, and waited until an accumulation of nervous boredom projected you into another party.

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The idea that to make a man work you've got to hold gold in front of his eyes is a growth, not an axiom. We've done that for so long that we've forgotten there's any other way.

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Often I think writing is a sheer paring away of oneself leaving always something thinner, barer, more meagre.

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She was overstrained with grief and loneliness: almost any shoulder would have done as well.

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She was beautiful - but especially she was without mercy.

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Her voice is full of money.

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There are no second acts in American lives.

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Intelligence is a mere instrument of circumstances.

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France was a land, England was a people, but America, having about it still that quality of the idea, was harder to utter - it was the graves at Shiloh and the tired, drawn, nervous faces of its great men, and the country boys dying in the Argonne for a phrase that was empty before their bodies withered. It was a willingness of the heart.

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He dispensed starlight to casual moths.

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one of those men who reach such an acute limited excellence at twenty−one that everything afterward savors of anti−climax.

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An unread book is just a block of paper.

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It seemed that the only lover she had ever wanted was a lover in a dream.

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I might have enjoyed the company of a woman or two... Or three but that had never stopped me from loving you.

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I had traded the fight against love for the fight against loneliness, the fight against life for the fight against death.

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Once we were one person, and always it will be a little that way.

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Suddenly she realized that what she was regretting was not the lost past but the lost future, not what had not been but what would never be.

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For a while these reveries provided an outlet for his imagination; they were a satisfactory hint of the unreality of reality, a promise that the rock of the world was founded securely on a fairy's wing.

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in crowded rooms they would form words with their lips for each other's eyes

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It was dawn now on Long Island and we went about opening the rest of the windows downstairs, filling the house with gray-turning, gold-turning light. The Shadow of a tree fell abruptly across the dew and ghostly birds began to sing among the blue leaves. There was a slow, pleasant movement in the air, scarcely a wind, promising a cool, lovely day.

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