Sublime

If ever Scott Fitzgerald needed evidence to substantiate his aphorism that “the very rich…are different from you and me,” it was here in spades in this portrait gallery of extravagant crazies that is the unique saga of the Vanderbilt family.

His misshapen body, that gray mop of abundant hair, the yellow nails of his pudgy fingers, the bags under his lusterless eyes, were only intelligible if regarded as the waste products eliminated from his intrinsic self by the same forces of perfection which purified and chiseled his verse. He was his own cancellation.

most great people—have a “sacred flaw.”

F. Scott Fitzgerald line: Life starts all over again when it gets crisp in the fall.

Paris est une fête, publié de manière posthume en 1964, concerne les années parisiennes 1921 à 1926.