Quotes from F. Scott Fitzgerald

It was about then [1920] that I wrote a line which certain people will not let me forget: "She was a faded but still lovely woman of twenty-seven."

Learn young about hard work and manners - and you'll be through the whole dirty mess and nicely dead again before you know it.

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.

I love you, and that's the beginning and end of everything.

We all have souls of different ages

Better let it all alone in the depths of her heart and the depths of the sea.

Nothing is as obnoxious as other people's luck.

Ernest [Hemmingway] was always ready to lend a helping hand to the one on the rung above him.

Reporting the extreme things as if they were the average things will start you on the art of fiction.

Then I grew up, and the beauty of succulent illusions fell away from me.

She was dazzling-- alight; it was agony to comprehend her beauty in a glance.

What do you think of that? It's stopped raining." I'm glad Jay." Her throat, full of aching, grieving beauty, told only of her unexpected joy.

One girl can be pretty - but a dozen are only a chorus.

Her beauty climbed the rolling slope, it came into the room, rustling ghost-like through the curtains.

The victor belongs to the spoils.

Beauty means the scent of roses and then the death of roses

Every one suspects himself of at least one of the cardinal virtues.

i'm a slave to my emotions, to my likes, to my hatred of boredom, to most of my desires

I just couldn't make the grade as a hack-that, like everything else, requires a certain practiced excellence.

Never confuse a single defeat with a final defeat.

Wine gave a sort of gallantry to their own failure.

In my younger and more vulnerable years my father gave me some advice that I've been turning over in my mind ever since.

But I always felt that I'd rather be provincial hot-tamale than soup without seasoning.

His was a great sin who first invented consciousness. Let us lose it for a few hours.