Quotes by F. Scott Fitzgerald
So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.
We are all flawed masterpieces, beautiful in our imperfections.
In the grand masquerade, we all wear masks, hoping someone will see the soul beneath.
It's the imperfections that make a memory unforgettable.
Hope is a dangerous thing, but despair is a far greater threat.
One must embrace the chaos to find the exquisite beauty within.
One can never truly know happiness until they've danced with despair.
Every great love story begins with a foolish act of courage.
Sometimes, the most dazzling illusions are woven not with grand gestures, but with the quietest lies.
The past is a ghost we carry, haunting the present and shaping the future.
The truly lost are not those who wander, but those who refuse to search.
The pursuit of happiness is often a relentless race towards an ever-receding horizon.
The heart is a fragile thing; handle it with care, or watch it shatter.
Sometimes, the most dazzling parties are the ones where the only guests are loneliness and regret.
Disillusionment is merely the shedding of childish fantasies.
The past is a ghost; acknowledge it, but don't let it write your future.
Sometimes, the most brilliant smiles hide the deepest regrets.
Some scars are badges of honor, proof you dared to feel deeply.
It's not the ending that matters, but the story we tell ourselves along the way.
Sometimes, the most beautiful things are the ones we can't quite grasp.
Don't mistake extravagance for elegance. True style resides in simplicity.
We are all actors on a stage, desperately trying to remember our lines in a play we never rehearsed.
Sometimes, the most dazzling dreams are found in the quietest moments.
Love is a fragile thing, easily broken by the weight of unspoken words.
The pursuit of happiness is a relentless chase, often leading us further from ourselves.
In the grand theater of life, we are all just actors, desperately hoping our performance earns us a standing ovation.
Sometimes, the greatest act of courage is simply to keep living.
The past is a phantom limb; it aches where it no longer exists, yet its absence shapes every step we take.
The illusion is believing we have all the time in the world.
In the grand tapestry of life, we are all tangled threads, searching for a pattern we may never find.
We are all haunted houses, filled with the ghosts of what might have been.
The pursuit of happiness is a lifelong journey, not a destination.
The truly lost are not those who wander, but those who refuse to seek.
In the grand narrative of life, even the smallest act of kindness echoes through eternity.
We are all chasing shadows, mistaking them for substance.
The truly wealthy are those who can still dream amidst their riches.
To build a fortress of dreams, one must first lay the foundation of disillusionment.
The past is a foreign country; we all carry its visa in our hearts.
The past is a ghost, forever whispering what might have been, but offering no solace for what is.
To truly live, one must first learn to dance with their demons.
Some silences speak louder than any words ever could.