Beautiful things grow to a certain height and then they fail and fade off, breathing out memories as they decay. And just as any period decays in our minds, the things of that period should decay too, and in that way they're preserved for a while in the few hearts like mine that react to them. Trying to preserve a century by keeping its relics up to date is like keeping a dying man alive by stimulants.
Interpretation
This quote reflects on the transient nature of beauty and memories, emphasizing that decay is a natural part of existence.
F. Scott Fitzgerald's quote suggests that beautiful things eventually reach their peak and begin to fade, leaving behind memories as they decay. He implies that just as our memories of past periods also fade, the objects and relics of those times should be allowed to decay too, signifying that clinging to them is futile—like trying to artificially prolong life. This perspective invites us to appreciate beauty in its moment while acknowledging its impermanence, accepting that memories can serve to preserve the essence of that beauty in our hearts.
In practice
This quote can be used as a reflection during a eulogy to honor a loved one.
Don't be so anxious about it,' she laughed. 'I'm not used to being loved. I wouldn't know what to do; I never got the trick of it.' She looked down at him, shy and fatigued. 'So here we are. I told you years ago that I had the makings of Cinderella.' He took her hand; she drew it back instinctively and then replaced it in his. 'Beg your pardon. Not even used to being touched. But I'm not afraid of you, if you stay quiet and don't move suddenly.
The test of a first-rate intelligence is the ability to hold two opposed ideas in mind at the same time and still retain the ability to function.
It was about then [1920] that I wrote a line which certain people will not let me forget: "She was a faded but still lovely woman of twenty-seven."
The words seemed to bite physically into Gatsby.
But you can love more than just one person, can't you?
A sudden gust of rain blew over them and then another - as if small liquid clouds were bouncing along the land. Lightning entered the sea far off and the air blew full of crackling thunder. The table cloths blew around the pillars. They blew and blew and blew. The flags twisted around the red chairs like live things, the banners were ragged, the corners of the table tore off through the burbling billowing ends of the cloths.
It [the scarlet letter] had the effect of a spell, taking her out of the ordinary relations with humanity, and enclosing her in a sphere by herself.
Knowledge, absolutely sure of its infallibility, is faith.
The most incomprehensible thing about the world is that it is comprehensible.
I hold that gentleman to be the best-dressed whose dress no one observes.
On the one hand maybe I’ve remained infantile, while on the other I matured quickly, because at a young age I was very aware of suffering and fear.
People like you should be stopped, Mr. Woodrow,' she mused aloud, with a puzzled shake of her wise head. 'You think you're solving the world's problems but actually you're the problem.
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