F. Scott Fitzgerald Quotes - Page 4

Beauty and love pass, I know... Oh, there's sadness, too. I suppose all great happiness is a little sad. Beauty means the scent of roses and then the death of roses-

Beauty is only to be admired, only to be loved - to be harvested carefully and then flung at a chosen lover like a gift of roses. It seems to me, so far as I can judge clearly at all, that my beauty would be used like that...

I am glad you are happy-but I never believe much in happiness. I never believe in misery either. Those are things you see on the stage or the screen or the printed page, they never really happen to you in life.

Art isn't meaningless... It is in itself. It isn't in that it tries to make life less so.

They were stars on this stage, each playing to an audience of two.

The fire blazing in her dark and injured heart seemed to glow around her like a flame.

Begin with an individual, and before you know it you find that you have created a type: begin with a type, and you find that you have created - nothing. That is because we are all queer fish, queerer behind our faces and voices than we want anyone to know or than we know ourselves.

If we could only learn to look on evil as evil, whether it's clothed in filth or monotony or magnificence.

Никакая ощутимая, реальная прелесть не может сравниться с тем, что способен накопить ч

He had waited five years and bought a mansion where he dispensed starlight to casual moths - so that he could 'come over' some afternoon to a stranger's garden.

When people have so much for outsiders didn't it indicate a lack of inner intensity?

The sheath that held her soul had assumed significance - that was all. She was a sun, radiant, growing, gathering light and storing it - then after an eternity pouring it forth in a glance, the fragment of a sentence, to that part of him that cherished all beauty and all illusion.

A man who was aware that there could be no honor and yet had honor, who knew the sophistry of courage and yet was brave.

They’re a rotten crowd’, I shouted across the lawn. ‘You’re worth the whole damn bunch put together.

New friends can often have a better time together than old friends.

...если ребёнок приучен молчать, это развивает в нём наблюдательность.
"Ночь нежна

No amount of fire or freshness can challenge what a man will store up in his ghostly heart.

Courage is a sort of insistence on the value of life and the worth of transient things.

And courage to me meant ploughing through that dull gray mist that comes down on life-not only overriding people and circumstances but overriding the bleakness of living.

My courage is faith-faith in the eternal resilience of me-that joy'll come back, and hope and spontaneity. And I feel that till it does I've got to keep my lips shut and my chin high and my eyes wide-not necessarily any silly smiling. Oh, I've been through hell without a whine quite often-and the female hell is deadlier than the male.