F. Scott Fitzgerald
F. Scott Fitzgerald
Francis Scott Key Fitzgerald, known professionally as F. Scott Fitzgerald, was an American novelist and short story writer, whose works are the paradigmatic writings of the Jazz Age. He is widely regarded as one of the greatest American writers of the 20th century. Fitzgerald is considered a member of the "Lost Generation" of the 1920s. He finished four novels: This Side of Paradise, The Beautiful and Damned, The Great Gatsby, and Tender Is the Night. A fifth, unfinished novel, The...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth24 September 1896
CitySaint Paul, MN
CountryUnited States of America
She was a faded but still lovely woman of twenty-seven.
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."
They seemed nearer, not only mentally, but physically when they read ... Their chance was to make everything fine and finished and rich and imaginative; they must bend tiny golden tentacles from his imagination to hers, that would take the place of the great, deep love that was never so near, yet never so much of a dream.
You can’t repeat the past.” “Can’t repeat the past?” he cried incredulously. “Why of course you can!
I suppose the latest thing is to sit back and let Mr. Nobody from Nowhere make love to your wife.
why shouldn't he? All life is just a progression toward and then a recession from one phrase-- 'I love you
All I think of ever is that I love you.
I had traded the fight against love for the fight against loneliness, the fight against life for the fight against death.
Then he kissed her. At his lips' touch she blossomed for him like a flower and the incarnation was complete.
Someday I'm going to find somebody and love him and love him and never let him go.
The things that'll make you fail I'll love always.
Love is fragile -- she was thinking -- but perhaps the pieces are saved, the things that hovered on lips, that might have been said. The new love-words, the tenderness learned, and treasured up for the next lover.
Dishonesty in a woman is a thing you never blame deeply.
Amory: I love you. Rosalind: I love you- now.