All thought usually reached the public after thirty years in some such form: The man on the street heard the conclusions of some dead genius through someone else's clever paradoxes and didactic epigrams.

— F. Scott Fitzgerald

Always, after he was in bed, there were voices - indefinite, fading, enchanting - just outside his window, and before he fell asleep he would dream one of his favorites waking dreams.

— F. Scott Fitzgerald

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.

— F. Scott Fitzgerald

America is a willingness of the heart.

— F. Scott Fitzgerald

An artist is someone who can hold two opposing viewpoints and still remain fully functional.

— F. Scott Fitzgerald

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

— F. Scott Fitzgerald

...and for a moment I thought I loved her. But I am slow-thinking and full of interior rules that act as brakes on my desires

— F. Scott Fitzgerald

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

And then, one fairy night, May became June.

— F. Scott Fitzgerald

A phrase began to beat in my ears with a sort of heady excitement: "There are only the pursued, the pursuing, the busy and the tired.

— F. Scott Fitzgerald