1,417 Quotes by F. Scott Fitzgerald

You combed Third Avenue last yearFor some small gift that was not too dear,Like a candy cane or a worn out truss,To give to a loving friend like usYou'd found gold eggs for such wealthy hicksAs the Edsel Fords and the Pittsburgh FricksThe Andy Mellons, the Teddy ShontsThe Coleman T. and Pierre dupontsBut not one gift to brighten our homeSo I'm giving you back your Goddamn poem.

It's always a delusion when I see what you don't want to see (Nicole to Dick).

Youth is like having a big plate of candy. Sentimentalists think they want to be in the pure, simple state they were in before they ate the candy. They don't They just want the fun of eating it all over again. The matron doesn't want to repeat her girlhood-- she wants to repeat her honeymoon. I don't want to repeat my innocence. I want the pleasure of losing it again.

Because of the chasm which his grandfather’s visit had opened before him, and the consequent revulsion from his late mode of life, it was inevitable that he should look around in this suddenly hostile city for the friends and environments that had once seemed the warmest and most secure. His fist step was a desperate attempt to get back his old apartment.

You're a rotten driver," I protested. "Either you ought to be more careful, or you oughtn't drive at all.""I am careful.""No you're not.""Well, other people are," she said lightly."What's that got to do with it?""They'll keep out of my way," she insisted. "It takes two to make an accident.

I only wanted absolute quiet to think out why I had developed a sad attitude toward sadness, a melancholy attitude toward melancholy and a tragic attitude toward tragedy — why I had become identified with the objects of my horror or compassion.

Never confuse a single defeat with a final defeat.

Want any of this stuff? Jordan?... Nick?"I didn't answer.Nick?" he asked again.What?"Want any?"No... I just remembered that today's my birthday."I was thirty. Before me stretched the portentous, menacing road of a new decade.

The city seen from the Queensboro Bridge is always the city seen for the first time, in its first wild promise of all the mystery and the beauty in the world.