F. Scott Fitzgerald

What'll we do with ourselves this afternoon? And the day after that, and the next thirty years?

Switzerland is a country where very few things begin, but many things end.

Everybody's youth is a dream, a form of chemical madness.

I've been drunk for about a week now, and I thought it might sober me up to sit in a library.

You don't write because you want to say something, you write because you have something to say.

Cut out all these exclamation points. An exclamation point is like laughing at your own joke.

The faces of most American women over thirty are relief maps of petulant and bewildered unhappiness.

Men get to be a mixture of the charming mannerisms of the women they have known.

For awhile after you quit Keats all other poetry seems to be only whistling or humming.

First you take a drink, then the drink takes a drink, then the drink takes you.

In a real dark night of the soul, it is always three o'clock in the morning, day after day.

Life is essentially a cheat and its conditions are those of defeat; the redeeming things are not happiness and pleasure but the deeper satisfactions that come out of struggle.

Great art is the contempt of a great man for small art.

Forgotten is forgiven.