Quotes about Perception
These people could appreciate me and take me for granted, and these men would fall in love with me and admire me, whereas the clever men I meet would just analyze me and tell me I'm this because of this or that because of that. —Anthony for the moment wanted fiercely to paint her, to set her down now, as she was, as, as with each relentless second she could never be again. What
— F Scott Fitzgerald
He got the reputation for being a good musician because he drank so much that his friends had to explain him away somehow--
— F Scott Fitzgerald
Dishonesty in a woman is a thing you never blame deeply—I was casually sorry, and then I forgot.
— F Scott Fitzgerald
Almost impersonally he was convinced that no woman he had ever met compared in any way with Gloria. She was deeply herself; she was immeasurably sincere—of these things he was certain. Beside her the two dozen schoolgirls and débutantes, young married women and waifs and strays whom he had known were so many females, in the word's most contemptuous sense, breeders and bearers, exuding still that faintly odorous atmosphere of the cave and the nursery.
— F Scott Fitzgerald
He had shown it so often that I think it was more real to him now than the house itself.
— F Scott Fitzgerald
She's said to be very beautiful by people who ought to know.
— F Scott Fitzgerald
Well, if someone is a bad driver and all the other drivers around them are good drivers, then they are safe because all the good drivers will dodge the bad driver so that there is no car crash. But if there is another bad driver, then there can be a crash.
— F Scott Fitzgerald
judgments, a habit that has opened up many curious natures to me and also made me the victim of not a few veteran bores. The abnormal mind is quick to detect and attach itself to this quality when it appears in a normal person
— F Scott Fitzgerald
I'm glad it's a girl. And I hope she'll be a fool—that's the best thing a girl can be in this world, a beautiful little fool.
— F Scott Fitzgerald
I may be old-fashioned in my ideas, but women run around too much these days to suit me. They meet all kinds of crazy fish.
— F Scott Fitzgerald
Charley was twenty-six, with that faint musk of weakness hanging about him that is often mistaken for the scent of evil.
— F Scott Fitzgerald
Then the door opened and she came into the room - and it was as though everything in it suddenly blurred before his eyes. He had not remembered how beautiful she was, and he felt his face grow pale and his voice diminish to a poor sigh in his throat.
— F Scott Fitzgerald