автордың кітабынан сөз тіркестері  The Beautiful and Damned

Francis Scott Fitzgerald

How I feel is that if I wanted anything I'd take it. That's what I've always thought all my life. But it happens that I want you, and so I just haven't room for any other desires.

forgotten her vividness of emotion, which is true forgetting.

the red flag that she constantly carried, waving it wildly, beseechingly

She was in wretched humor

here Anthony speculated violently

I don't mind if they don't do anything. I don't see why they should; in fact it always astonishes me when anybody does anything."

"You don't want to do anything?"

"I want to sleep."

You love to talk about you, don't you?"

"Yes." Caught in a vanity, she laughed

—If I am essentially weak, he thought, I need work to do, work to do.

Had it been summer they would have gone out together and indolently sipped two long Tom Collinses,

indolence, his irrelevance and his easy mockery