Фрэнсис Скотт Фицджеральд: Цитаты на английском языке (страница 9)

“Draw your chair up close to the edge of the precipice and I’ll tell you a story.”

“I love New York on summer afternoons when everyone's away. There's something very sensuous about it - overripe, as if all sorts of funny fruits were going to fall into your hands.”

“The lights grow brighter as the earth lurches away from the sun.”

“I learned a little of beauty-- enough to know that it had nothing to do with truth…”

“All I think of ever is that I love you.”

“Somewhere inside me there’ll always be the person I am to-night”

“It is invariably saddening to look through new eyes at things upon which you have expended your own powers of adjustment.”

“There's no beauty without poignancy and there's no poignancy without the feeling that it's going, men, names, books, houses--bound for dust--mortal”

“They had never been closer in their month of love, nor communicated more profoundly one with another, than when she brushed silent lips against his coat's shoulder or when he touched the end of her fingers, gently, as though she were asleep.”

“I want to be a society vampire, you see.”

“I may turn out an intellectual, but I'll never write anything but mediocre poetry.”

“It occurred to me that there was no difference between men, in intelligence or race, so profound as the difference between the sick and the well.”

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

“I’m thirty,” I said. “I’m five years too old to lie to myself and call it honor”

“The unwelcome November rain had perversely stolen the day's last hour and pawned it with that ancient fence, the night.”

“Human sympathy has its limits.”

“How I feel is that if I wanted anything I'd take it. That's what I've always thought all my life. But it happens that I want you, and so I just haven't room for any other desires.”

“My God,' he gasped, 'you're fun to kiss.”

“It makes me sad because I've never seen such--such beautiful shirts before.”