Quotes from F. Scott Fitzgerald

If you try to create a type, you may end with nothing. If you do a good job of creating an individual, you may succeed at creating a type.

There are only the pursued, the pursuing, the busy and the tired.

Great books write themselves, only bad books have to be written.

Can't repeat the past?…Why of course you can!

Americans, while occasionally willing to be serfs, have always been obstinate about being peasantry.

It is invariably saddening to look through new eyes at things upon which you have expended your own powers of adjustment.

I am one of the few honest people that I have ever known.

So we drove on toward death through the cooling twilight.

he found what a grotesque thing a rose is and how raw the sunlight was upon the scarcely created grass.

The rich get richer and the poor get - children.

People disappeared, reappeared, made plans to go somewhere, and then lost each other, searched for each other, found each other a few feet away.

I guess I'm the Black Death,' he said slowly. 'I don't seem to bring people happiness any more.

Happiness, remarked Maury Noble one day, is only the first hour after the alleviation of some especially intense misery.

we both fitted. If our corners were not rubbed off they were at least pulled in. But deep in us both was something that made us require more for happiness. I didn't know what I wanted

Of all natural forces, vitality is the incommunicable one. . . . Vitality never "takes." You have it or you haven't it, like health or brown eyes or a baritone voice.

You're not sorry to go, of course. With people like us our home is where we are not... No one person in the world is necessary to you or to me.

I'm thirty," I said. "I'm five years too old to lie to myself and call it honor

One should, for example, be able to see that things are hopeless and yet be determined to make them otherwise.

Reserving judgements is a matter of infinite hope.

Advertising is a racket, like the movies and the brokerage business. You cannot be honest without admitting that its constructive contribution to humanity is exactly minus zero.

A fellow has to believe in something, Jay-such as the rottenness of humanity.

The kiss originated when the first male reptile licked the first female reptile, implying in a subtle way that she was as succulent as the small reptile he had for dinner the night before.

Isn't Hollywood a dump — in the human sense of the word. A hideous town, pointed up by the insulting gardens of its rich, full of the human spirit at a new low of debasement.

You're a slave, a bound helpless slave to one thing in the world, your imagination.