Receding from grief, it seems necessary to retrace the same steps that brought us there. — F. Scott Fitzgerald
Sometimes I don’t know whether I’m real or whether I’m a character in one of my novels. — F. Scott Fitzgerald
He smiled understandingly-much more than understandingly. It was one of those rare — F. Scott Fitzgerald
I can’t exactly describe how I feel but it’s not quite right. And it leaves me cold. — F. Scott Fitzgerald