“It seems to me that on one page I recognized a portion of an old diary of mine which mysteriously disappeared shortly after my marriage, and, also, scraps of letters which, though considerably edited, sound to me vaguely familiar. In fact, Mr. Fitzgerald (I believe that is how he spells his name) seems to believe that plagiarism begins at home.”

—Zelda Fitzgerald, in a review of her husband’s book in 1922

“I love her and that’s the beginning and end of everything.”

—F. Scott Fitzgerald about Zelda Fitzgerald in a letter to a friend dated Febuary 1920

“But someday I'm going to find somebody and love him and love him and never let him go.”

—F. Scott Fitzgerald, Tender Is the Night

“And so with the sunshine and the great bursts of leaves growing on the trees, just as things grow in fast movies, I had that familiar conviction that life was beginning over again with the summer.”

—F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby

“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.”

—F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby

“I was within and without. Simultaneously enchanted and repelled by the inexhaustible variety of life.”

—F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby

“Goodnight dear. If you were in my bed it might be the back of your head I was touching, where the hair is short, or it might be up in the front where it makes little caves above your head. But wherever it was, it would be the sweetest place, the sweetest place. ”

—Zelda to Scott, 1931
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