Genius, Like Truth, Has A Shabby And

I Know Sage, Wormwood, And Hyssop, But I Can't Smell Character Unless It Stinks.

What Is Most Appalling In An F. Scott Fitzgerald Book Is That It Is Peopleless Fiction: Fitzgerald Writes About Spectral, Muscledsuits; Dresses, Hats, And Sleeves Which Have Some Sort Of Vague, Libidinous Throb. These Are Plainly The Product Of Sickness.

Men Are Too Unstable To Be Just; They Are Crabbed Because They Have Not Passed Water At The Usual Time, Or Testy Because They Have Not Been Stroked Or Praised.

No Country Has Suffered So Much From The Ruins Of War While Being At Peace As The American.

I Have No Confidence In A Man Whose Faults You Cannot See.