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F. Scott Fitzgerald quotes about beauty
She was beautiful, but not like those girls in the magazines. She was beautiful, for the way she thought. She was beautiful, for the sparkle in her eyes when she talked about something she loved. She was beautiful, for her ability to make other people smile, even if she was sad. No, she wasn’t beautiful for something as temporary as her looks. She was beautiful, deep down to her soul. She is beautiful.
— F. Scott Fitzgerald
I learned a little of beauty – enough to know that it had nothing to do with truth – and I found, moreover, that there was no great literary tradition; there was only the tradition of the eventful death of every literary tradition.
— F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Beautiful and Damned
When I see a beautiful shell like that I can’t help feeling a regret about what’s inside it.
— F. Scott Fitzgerald, Tender Is the Night
You don’t know what a trial it is to be —like me. I’ve got to keep my face like steel in the street to keep men from winking at me.
— F. Scott Fitzgerald, This Side of Paradise
All she wanted was to be a little girl, to be efficiently taken care of by some yielding yet superior power, stupider and steadier than herself. It seemed that the only lover she had ever wanted was a lover in a dream
— F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Beautiful and Damned
Aristocracy’s only an admission that certain traits which we call fine – courage and honor and beauty and all that sort of thing – can best be developed in a favorable environment, where you don’t have the warpings of ignorance and necessity.
— F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Beautiful and Damned
A breeze blew through the room, blew curtains in at one end and out the other like pale flags, twisting them up towards the frosted wedding-cake of the ceiling, and then rippled over the wine-coloured rug, making a shadow on it as wind does on the sea.
— F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby
He watched her for several minutes. Something was stirred in him, something not accounted for by the warm smell of the afternoon or the triumphant vividness of red. He felt persistently that the girl was beautiful — then of a sudden he understood: it was her distance, not a rare and precious distance of soul but still distance, if only in terrestrial yards. The autumn air was between them, and the roofs and the blurred voices. Yet for a not altogether explained second, posing perversely in time, his emotion had been nearer to adoration than in the deepest kiss he had ever known.
— F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Beautiful and Damned
Her eyes in the half-light suggested night and violets, and for a moment he stirred again to that half-forgotten remoteness of the afternoon.
— F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Beautiful and Damned
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-
— F. Scott Fitzgerald, This Side of Paradise
Beauty is only to be admired, only to be loved – to be harvested carefully and then flung at a chosen lover like a gift of roses. It seems to me, so far as I can judge clearly at all, that my beauty would be used like that…
— F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Beautiful and Damned
Each night when she prepared for bed she smeared her face with some new unguent which she hoped illogically would give back the glow and freshness to her vanishing beauty.
— F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Beautiful and Damned
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