F. Scott Fitzgerald

For awhile after you quit Keats all other poetry seems to be only whistling or humming.

The victor belongs to the spoils.

Switzerland is a country where very few things begin, but many things end.

Everybody's youth is a dream, a form of chemical madness.

When people are taken out of their depths they lose their heads, no matter how charming a bluff they may put up.

At eighteen our convictions are hills from which we look; at forty-five they are caves in which we hide.

Nobody ever became a writer just by wanting to be one.

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

That was always my experience-a poor boy in a rich town; a poor boy in a rich boy's school; a poor boy in a rich man's club at Princeton .... However, I have never been able to forgive the rich for being rich, and it has colored my entire life and works.

I had a strong sudden instinct that I must be alone. I didn’t want to see any people at all. I had seen so many people all my life -- I was an average mixer, but more than average in a tendency to identify myself, my ideas, my destiny, with those of all classes that came in contact with. I was always saving or being saved -- in a single morning I would go through the emotions ascribable to Wellington at Waterloo. I lived in a world of inscrutable hostiles and inalienable friends and supporters.

Daisy began to sing with the music in a husky, rhythmic whisper, bringing out a meaning in each word that it had never had before and would never have again. When the melody rose, her voice broke up sweetly, following it, in a way contralto voices have, and each change tipped out a little of her warm human magic upon the air.

Once we were one person, and always it will be a little that way.

Somewhere inside me there’ll always be the person I am to-night

The world only exists in your eyes. You can make it as big or as small as you want

No one person in the world is necessary to you or to me.

The strongest guard is placed at the gateway to nothing. Maybe because the condition of emptiness is too shameful to be divulged.

I’ve heard it said that Daisy’s murmur was only to make people lean toward her; an irrelevant criticism that made it no less charming.

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

But I suppose you must touch life in order to spring from it.

So I walked away and left him standing there in the moonlight - watching over nothing.

The failure and the success both believe in their hearts that they have accurately balanced points of view, the success because he's succeeded, and the failure because he's failed. The successful man tells his son to profit by his father's good fortune, and the failure tells his son to profit by his father's mistakes.