F. Scott Fitzgerald

  • Jun. 29th, 2012 at 3:28 PM
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And so with the sunshine and the great bursts of leaves growing on the trees, just as things grow in fast movies, I had that familiar conviction that life was beginning over again with the summer.

F. Scott Fitzgerald

  • Nov. 16th, 2011 at 9:05 PM
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Draw your chair up close to the edge of the precipice, and I’ll tell you a story.

F. Scott Fitzgerald

  • Sep. 5th, 2011 at 10:06 PM
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It seemed a romantic business to be a successful literary man -- you were not ever going to be as famous as a movie star but what note you had was probably longer-lived; you were never going to have the power of a man of strong political or religious convictions but you were certainly more independent. Of course within the practice of your trade you were forever unsatisfied -- but I, for one, would not have chosen any other...

(The Crack-Up)

F. Scott Fitzgerald

  • Feb. 4th, 2011 at 1:06 AM
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Great books write themselves, only bad books have to be written.

F. Scott Fitzgerald

  • Aug. 9th, 2010 at 7:48 PM
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All good writing is swimming under water and holding your breath.

F. Scott Fitzgerald

  • Jul. 5th, 2010 at 8:33 PM
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Show me a hero and I will write you a tragedy.

F. Scott Fitzgerald

  • Jun. 20th, 2010 at 2:54 AM
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And as the moon rose higher the inessential houses began to melt away until gradually I became aware of the old island here that flowered once for Dutch sailors’ eyes—a fresh, green breast of the new world. Its vanished trees, the trees that had made way for Gatsby’s house, had once pandered in whispers to the last and greatest of all human dreams; for a transitory enchanted moment man must have held his breath in the presence of this continent, compelled into an aesthetic contemplation he neither understood nor desired, face to face for the last time in history with something commensurate to his capacity for wonder. (The Great Gatsby)

An excerpt from The Great Gatsby

  • May. 25th, 2010 at 2:27 AM
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He smiled understandingly - much more than understandingly. It was one of those rare smiles with a quality of eternal reassurance in it, that you may come across four or five times in life. It faced, or seemed to face, the whole external world for an instant and then concentrated on you with an irresistible prejudice in your favor. It understood you just as far as you wanted to be understood, believed in you as you would like to believe in yourself, and assured you that it had precisely the impression of you that, at your best, you hoped to convey.

F. Scott Fitzgerald

  • May. 24th, 2010 at 12:19 AM
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"Cut out all these exclamation points. An exclamation point is like laughing at your own joke."

F. Scott Fitzgerald

  • May. 24th, 2010 at 12:15 AM
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"You don't write because you want to say something, you write because you have something to say."

F. Scott Fitzgerald

  • May. 24th, 2010 at 12:09 AM
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"That is part of the beauty of all literature. You discover that your longings are universal longings, that you're not lonely and isolated from anyone. You belong."

F. Scott Fitzgerald

  • May. 23rd, 2010 at 11:54 PM
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“We should write for the youth of today, the critics of tomorrow, and the school masters thereafter.”

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