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Quote by F. Scott Fitzgerald

“Everywhere we go and move on and change, something's lost--something's left behind. You can't ever quite repeat anything, and I've been so yours, here--”

Quote by F. Scott Fitzgerald

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The Complete Works of F. Scott Fitzgerald: Novels, Short Stories, Poetry, Articles, Letters, Plays & Screenplays: From the author of The Great Gatsby, The Side of Paradise, Tender Is the Night, The Beautiful and Damned, The Love of the Last Tycoon, The Curious Case of Benjamin Button and many other notable works

The Complete Works of F. Scott Fitzgerald is a definitive compilation of the author's extensive literary career. It includes a wide array of his writings, from the classic novels that have cemented his legacy to lesser-known short stories, poetry, and other forms of creative expression. This collection provides a comprehensive view of Fitzgerald's talent, highlighting his exploration of themes such as the American Dream, the Jazz Age, and the complexities of human relationships. The inclusion of his personal correspondence, articles, and plays offers insight into his professional and personal life, making this a valuable resource for students and fans of Fitzgerald's work. more

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F. Scott Fitzgerald
F. Scott Fitzgerald

F. Scott Fitzgerald was an American author of novels and short stories, renowned for his works that encapsulate the Jazz Age and the Roaring Twenties. His most celebrated novel, 'The Great Gatsby,' is a critical and commercial success, reflecting the themes of the American Dream and the decline of the American upper class. more

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