At one minute she had liked him tremendously—ah, she had nearly loved him. In the next he had become a thing of indifference to her, an insolent and efficiently humiliated man.
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The Beautiful and Damned by F. Scott Fitzgerald (via pavonis)
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I am slow-thinking and full of interior rules that act as brakes on my desires.
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The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald
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It was always the becoming he dreamed of, never the being.
For what it’s worth: it’s never too late or, in my case, too early to be whoever you want to be. There’s no time limit, stop whenever you want. You can change or stay the same, there are no rules to this thing. We can make the best or the worst of it. I hope you make the best of it. And I hope you see things that startle you. I hope you feel things you never felt before. I hope you meet people with a different point of view. I hope you live a life you’re proud of. If you find that you’re not, I hope you have the strength to start all over again.
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F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Curious Case of Benjamin Button (via planetickets)
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I wasn’t actually in love, but I felt a sort of tender curiosity.
In crowded rooms they would form words with their lips for each other’s eyes only.
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F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Beautiful and Damned (via flasd)
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It’s not a slam at you when people are rude-it’s a slam at the people they’ve met before.
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The Love of the Last Tycoon: A Western by F. Scott Fitzgerald
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ofshalott:
F. Scott Fitzgerald and his daughter, Scottie.
Never confuse a single defeat with a final defeat.
theladygatsby:
After supper they folded up the table-cloth and spread their blankets for the night.
“What a dream it was,” Kismine sighed, gazing up at the stars. “How strange it seems to be here with one dress and a penniless fiancé!
“Under the stars,” she repeated. “I never noticed the stars before. I always thought of them as great big diamonds that belonged to some one. Now they frighten me. They make me feel that it was all a dream, all my youth.”
“It was a dream,” said John quietly. “Everybody’s youth is a dream, a form of chemical madness.”
“How pleasant then to be insane!”
-The Diamond as Big as the Ritz, F. Scott Fitzgerald
He stretched out his hand desperately as if to snatch only a wisp of air, to save a fragment of the spot that she had made lovely for him. But it was all going by too fast now for his blurred eyes and he knew that he had lost a part of it, the freshest and the best, forever.
