F. Scott Fitzgerald Love Quotations

The compensation of a very early success is a conviction that life is a romantic matter. In the best sense one stays young.

It is in the thirties that we want friends. In the forties we know they won't save us any more than love did.

Love is fragile -- she was thinking -- but perhaps the pieces are saved, the things that hovered on lips, that might have been said. The new love-words, the tenderness learned, and treasured up for the next lover.

The things that'll make you fail I'll love always.

Someday I'm going to find somebody and love him and love him and never let him go.

Then he kissed her. At his lips' touch she blossomed for him like a flower and the incarnation was complete.

I had traded the fight against love for the fight against loneliness, the fight against life for the fight against death.

All I think of ever is that I love you.

why shouldn't he? All life is just a progression toward and then a recession from one phrase-- 'I love you

I suppose the latest thing is to sit back and let Mr. Nobody from Nowhere make love to your wife.

You can’t repeat the past.” “Can’t repeat the past?” he cried incredulously. “Why of course you can!

They seemed nearer, not only mentally, but physically when they read ... Their chance was to make everything fine and finished and rich and imaginative; they must bend tiny golden tentacles from his imagination to hers, that would take the place of the great, deep love that was never so near, yet never so much of a dream.

There are all kinds of love in this world but never the same love twice.

You are the finest, loveliest, tenderest, and most beautiful person I have ever known—and even that is an understatement.

You are mysterious, I love you. You’re beautiful, intelligent, and virtuous, and that’s the rarest known combination.

I fell in love with her courage, her sincerity, and her flaming self respect. And it's these things I'd believe in, even if the whole world indulged in wild suspicions that she wasn't all she should be. I love her and it is the beginning of everything.

The kiss originated when the first male reptile licked the first female reptile, implying in a subtle way that she was as succulent as the small reptile he had for dinner the night before.

I wasn't actually in love, but I felt a sort of tender curiosity.

...I am slow-thinking and full of interior rules that act as brakes on my desires....

Once in a while I go off on a spree and make a fool of myself, but I always come back, and in my heart I love her all the time. - The Great Gatsby.

This is perhaps the best feeling in the world. I love going to sleep at night and wondering what weird and wonderful dreams I'm going to have however I always prolong sleep as long as possible, immeasurably happy simply listening to the sound of my fiancees breathing and feeling his arms around me. It's when you fall in love with these little things that you know you're truly in love.

Angry, and half in love with her, and tremendously sorry, I turned away.

I want to know you moved and breathed in the same world with me.

I love her, and that's the beginning and end of everything.

When she saw him face to face their eyes met and brushed like birds’ wings. After that everything was all right, everything was wonderful, she knew that he was beginning to fall in love with her.

No amount of fire or freshness can challenge what a man will store up in his ghostly heart.

All I kept thinking about, over and over, was 'You can't live forever; you can't live forever.

I hope something happens. I'm restless as the devil and have a horror of getting fat or falling in love and growing domestic.

"Oh, you want too much!" she cried to Gatsby. "I love you now-isn't that enough? I can't help what's past." She began to sob helplessly. "I did love him once-but I loved you too." Gatsby's eyes opened and closed. "You loved me too?" he repeated. "Even that's a lie," said Tom savagely. "She didn't know you were alive. Why-there're things between Daisy and me that you'll never know, things that neither of us can ever forget."

Selfish people are in a way terribly capable of great loves.

Beauty and love pass, I know... Oh, there's sadness, too. I suppose all great happiness is a little sad. Beauty means the scent of roses and then the death of roses-

Marriage was created not to be a background but to need one. Mine is going to be outstanding. It can't, shan't be the setting - it's going to be the performance, the lively, lovely, glamorous performance, and the world shall be the scenery.

I love this simply because it's cute, and I guess it's a sign of the times in many respect. It's pretty much saying you complete me, only in the sweetest way possible.

Feel like criticizing any one," he told me, "just remember

Men she knew'? - she had conceded vaguely to herself that all men who had ever been in love with her were her friends.

Amory: I love you. Rosalind: I love you- now.

Dishonesty in a woman is a thing you never blame deeply.