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@fuckyeahfitzgerald
i love that this title implies he’s written it from beyond the grave
stop 👏 saying 👏 you 👏 like 👏 the 👏 great 👏 gatsby 👏 if 👏 you 👏 didn't 👏 go 👏 to 👏 gatsby's 👏 funeral
A few nights ago I was thinking, I seem to ruin all the women who come into my life. They end up in some disaster. I don’t want that happening to you. You’re young, attractive, and independent. So don’t worry about, or get yourself involved with, a hopeless drinker who doesn’t practice what he preaches and wastes your nights reciting poetry.
F. Scott Fitzgerald (The Lost Summer by Tony Buttitta)
"Nobody ever became a writer by just wanting to be one. If you have anything to say, anything you feel nobody had said before, you have got to feel it so desperately that the thing you have to say and your way of saying it blend as one matter- as indissolubly as if they were conceived together."
F. Scott Fitzgerald in a letter to his daughter, Scottie
Scott’s signature from age 5 to 21
where do i find old and beautiful souls like scott fitzgerald in this modern soul less society?
Books.
F. Scott Fitzgerald reads Keats’ “Ode to a Nightingale,” one of the few sound recordings of the author’s voice. He is reciting from memory, and, towards the end, strays significantly from the original text.
newly discovered photograph of ernest hemingway and f. scott fitzgerald!
And she wanted for a moment to hold and devour him, wanted his mouth, his ears, his coat collar, wanted to surround him and engulf him…
F. Scott Fitzgerald, Tender Is the Night (via wordsnquotes)
happy anniversary to scott fitzgerald & zelda sayre (april 3, 1920)
hi my name is francis scott key fitzgerald and i have wispy blond hair (that’s how I got my nickname “pretty boy”) with it kinda short and parted in the middle and icy green eyes like emerald tragedy and a lot of people tell me i look like tom hiddleston (AN: if u don’t know who he is get da hell out of here!). i’m not related to ernest hemingway but i wish i was because he’s a major fucking hottie. i’m a romantic modernist but i just like to write about my generation. i have pale white skin. i also went to princeton university, but i got too sick to finish (i’m twenty-five now). i’m really good looking (in case you couldn’t tell) and i’m also really smart. i love expensive things and i buy all my clothes easily since i’m rich. for example today i was wearing a grey suit with a matching knit tie and a pair of my best black shoes. i was wearing a black bowler, silver wristwatch, and a long black coat. i was walking outside of a paris cafe. it was snowing and raining so there was no sun, which i was very happy about. a lot of surrealists stared at me. i put up my middle finger at them.
The Great Gatsby, F. Scott Fitzgerald
(courtesy of The University of Adelaide Library)