Receding from grief, it seems necessary to retrace the same steps that brought us there. F. Scott Fitzgerald More Quotes by F. Scott Fitzgerald More Quotes From F. Scott Fitzgerald Nothing any good isn't hard. F. Scott Fitzgerald hard writing A new world, material without being real, where poor ghosts, breathing dreams like air, drifted fortuitously about. F. Scott Fitzgerald real air dream A new generation dedicated more than the last to the fear of poverty and the worship of success; grown up to find all Gods dead, all wars fought, all faiths in man shaken... F. Scott Fitzgerald generations men war First you take a drink, then the drink takes a drink, then the drink takes you. F. Scott Fitzgerald new-year drinking funny I can’t tell you just how wonderful she is. I don’t want you to know. I don’t want any one to know. F. Scott Fitzgerald knows want wonderful It is not life that's complicated, it's the struggle to guide and control life. F. Scott Fitzgerald guides complicated struggle It takes two to make an accident. F. Scott Fitzgerald accidents two Nothing is as obnoxious as other people's luck. F. Scott Fitzgerald jealousy good-luck success Some men have a necessity to be mean, as if they were exercising a faculty which they had to partially neglect since early childhood. F. Scott Fitzgerald exercise men mean Writers aren’t people exactly. Or, if they’re any good, they’re a whole lot of people trying so hard to be one person. F. Scott Fitzgerald writing trying people I've been drunk for about a week now, and I thought it might sober me up to sit in a library. F. Scott Fitzgerald library drunk book She was dazzling-- alight; it was agony to comprehend her beauty in a glance. F. Scott Fitzgerald her-beauty glances agony No grand idea was ever born in a conference, but a lot of foolish ideas have died there. F. Scott Fitzgerald born foolish ideas Then wear the gold hat, if that will move her; If you can bounce high, bounce for her too, Till she cry "Lover, gold-hatted, high-bouncing lover, I must have you! F. Scott Fitzgerald hats gold moving She was overstrained with grief and loneliness: almost any shoulder would have done as well. F. Scott Fitzgerald grief loneliness done Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you -- like music to the musician or Marxism to the Communist -- or else it is nothing, an empty, formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations. F. Scott Fitzgerald drones musician fire She confused him and hindered the flow of his ideas. Self-expression had never seemed at once so desirable and so impossible. F. Scott Fitzgerald confused expression self I hate dainty minds,' answered Marjorie. 'But a girl has to be dainty in person. If she looks like a million dollars she can talk about Russia, ping-pong, or the League of Nations and get away with it. F. Scott Fitzgerald russia girl hate I wish I could write. I get these ideas but I never seem to be able to put them in words. F. Scott Fitzgerald wish writing ideas Genius goes around the world in its youth incessantly apologizing for having large feet. What wonder that later in life it should be inclined to raise those feet too swiftly to fools and bores. F. Scott Fitzgerald apology later-in-life feet
