F. Scott Fitzgerald Quote

A new world, material without being real, where poor ghosts, breathing dreams like air, drifted fortuitously about.


The Last Tycoon, an Unfinished Novel, Together with The Great Gatsby (ed. 1941)


A new world, material without being real, where poor ghosts, breathing dreams like air, drifted fortuitously about.

A new world, material without being real, where poor ghosts, breathing dreams like air, drifted fortuitously about.

A new world, material without being real, where poor ghosts, breathing dreams like air, drifted fortuitously about.

A new world, material without being real, where poor ghosts, breathing dreams like air, drifted fortuitously about.