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.

F. Scott Fitzgerald

Mots clés new-york new-york-city



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So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.

F. Scott Fitzgerald

Mots clés inspirational book



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the cracked plate has to be retained in the pantry, has to be kept in service as a household necessity. It can never be warmed on the stove nor shuffled with the other plates in the dishpan; it will not be brought out for company but it will do to hold crackers late at night or to go into the ice-box with the left overs.

F. Scott Fitzgerald

Mots clés finished cracked



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Intermittently she caught the gist of his sentences and supplied the rest from her subconscious, as one picks up the striking of a clock in the middle with only the rhythm of the first uncounted strokes lingering in the mind.

F. Scott Fitzgerald

Mots clés listening attention senses hearing inattention



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I think they're very attractive,' Abe agreed. 'I just don't think they're attractive, that's all.

F. Scott Fitzgerald

Mots clés humor contradiction acquaintance



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He was so terrible that he was no longer terrible, only dehumanized.

F. Scott Fitzgerald

Mots clés alienation dehumanization callousness



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Scratch a Yale man with both hands and you'll be lucky to find a coast-guard. Usually you find nothing at all.

F. Scott Fitzgerald


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Biography is the falsest of the arts.

F. Scott Fitzgerald


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I am too much a moralist at heart, and really want to preach at people in some acceptable form, rather than entertain them.

F. Scott Fitzgerald


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So when the blue smoke of brittle leaves was in the air and the wind blew the wet laundry stiff on the line I decided to come back home.

F. Scott Fitzgerald

Mots clés writing imagery



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