More from F. Scott Fitzgerald

  1. Great art is the contempt of a great man for small art.
  2. It is in the thirties that we want friends. In the forties we know they won't save us any more than love did.
  3. How strange to have failed as a social creature-even criminals do not fail that way-they are the law's 'Loyal Opposition,' so to speak. But…
  4. Faint winds, and far away a fading laughter... And the rain and over the fields a voice calling...
  5. Isn't Hollywood a dump-in the human sense of the word. A hideous town, pointed up by the insulting gardens of its rich, full of the human s…
  6. The shadow of a dove Falls on the cote, the trees are filled with wings; And down the valley through the crying trees The body of the darke…
  7. Once one is caught up into the material world not one person in ten thousand finds the time to form literary taste, to examine the validity…
  8. 'I simply state that I'm a product of a versatile mind in a restless generation-with every reason to throw my mind and pen in with the radi…

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