Test XI

1. Zurich is not unlike an American city. (F. Sc. Fitzgerald)

2. All the time Warren was speaking to the dried old package of Doctor Dohmler, one section of the latter’s mind kept thinking intermittently of Chicago. (F. Sc. Fitzgerald)

3. Dick dined with Franz and his bride and a small dog with a smell of burning rubber, in the cottage on the sedge of the grounds.

(F. Sc. Fitzgerald)

4. In the dead white hours in Zurich staring into a stranger’s pantry across the upshine of a street-lamp, he used to think that he wanted to be good, he wanted to be kind, he wanted to be brave and wise, but it was all pretty difficult. (F. Sc. Fitzgerald)

5. They were in America now, even Franz with his conception of Dick as an irresistible Lothario would never have guessed that they had gone so far. (F. Sc. Fitzgerald)

6. “I’ve got one more record,” she said. “ – Have you heard ‘So long, Letty?’ I suppose you have.’

“Honestly, you don’t understand – I haven’t heard a thing.”

Nor known, nor smelt, nor tasted, he might have added; only hot-cheeked girls in hot secret rooms. (F. Sc. Fitzgerald)

7. The professor, his face beautiful under the straight whiskers, like a vine-grown veranda of some fine old house, disarmed him. (F. Sc. Fitzgerald)

8. “You’ll be all right – everybody here believes in you. Why, Doctor Gregory is so proud of you that he’ll probably – ”

“I hate Doctor Gregory.”

“Well, you shouldn’t.” (F. Sc. Fitzgerald)

9. Franz threw up his chin, his eyebrows, the transient wrinkles of his forehead, his hands, his elbows, his shoulders; he strained up the muscles of his legs, so that the cloth of his trousers bulged, pushed up his heart into his throat and his voice into the roof of his mouth. (F. Sc. Fitzgerald)

10. When one writes on psychiatry, one should have actual clinical contacts. Jung writes, Bleuler writes, Freud writes, Forel writes, Adler writes – also they are in constant contact with mental disorder. (F. Sc. Fitzgerald)

11. For those whose compasses were not depolarized there seemed many odd things in these houses. (F. Sc. Fitzgerald)

12. “To your vast surprise it was just like all battles,” he answered adopting her formal diction.

“Just like all battles.” She thought this over. (F. Sc. Fitzgerald)

13. A ‘schizophrene’ is well named as a split personality – Nicole was alternately a person to whom nothing need be explained and one to who nothing could be explained. (F. Sc. Fitzgerald)

14. ‘This is Prince Chillicheff – ‘ A battered, powder-grey Russian of fifty ‘ – and Mr McKibben – and Mr Hannan – ‘ the latter was a lively ball of black eyes and hair, a clown. (F. Sc. Fitzgerald)

15. His heart beat loud in contact with the unprobed, undissected, unanalyzed, unaccounted for. (F. Sc. Fitzgerald)

Test XII

1. Yet, he had decided to remain another two years in Zurich, for he did not underestimate the value of toy-making, of infinite precision, of infinite patience. (F. Sc. Fitzgerald)

2. Was it an hour ago she had waited by the entrance, wearing her hope like a corsage at her belt? (F. Sc. Fitzgerald)

3. Mrs. Speers knew too that Rosemary, for all her delicate surface, was a young mustang, perceptibly by Captain Doctor Hoyt, U.S.A. Cross-sectioned, Rosemary would have displayed an enormous heart, liver and soul, all crammed close together under the lovely shell. (F. Sc. Fitzgerald)

4. The proprietor of the hotel, Mr McBeth, was to be the three Chinese monkeys. (F. Sc. Fitzgerald)

5. It would be hundreds of years before any emergent Amazons would ever grasp the fact that a man is vulnerable only in his pride, but delicate as Humpty-Dumpty once that is meddled with – through some of them paid the fact a cautious lip service. (F. Sc. Fitzgerald)

6. Secretly she ran and secretly he followed. (F. Sc. Fitzgerald)

7. “We’re going home.”

“Home!” she roared in a voice so abandoned that its louder tones wavered and cracked. (F. Sc. Fitzgerald)

8. The air was full of politics and the slap of cards. (F. Sc. Fitzgerald)

9. It was an escape story in the best tradition – an aristocrat hiding nine years with a former servant and working in a government bakery; the eighteen-year-old daughter in Paris who knew Tommy Barban. … During the narrative Dick decided that this parched papier mache relic of the past was scarcely worth the lives of three young men. (F. Sc. Fitzgerald)

10. Holding himself erect, holding his breath, Dick turned to her. As she came across the lobby, her beauty all groomed, like a young horse dosed with Black-seed oil, and hoops varnished, shocked him awake; but it all came too quick for him to do anything except conceal his fatigue as best he could. (F. Sc. Fitzgerald)

11. I know a dove of a house in Talbot Square you could get, furnished.

(F. Sc. Fitzgerald)

12. “But some day I’m going to find somebody and love him and love him and never let him go.” (F. Sc. Fitzgerald)

13. I like France, where everybody thinks he’s Napoleon – down here everybody thinks he’s Christ. (F. Sc. Fitzgerald)

14. “The girl I was dancing with. Su’nly disappeared. Must be in the building.” (F. Sc. Fitzgerald)

15. On an upper landing, just aroused from sleep and wrapped in a white embroidered Persian robe, stood a singular young man. (F. Sc. Fitzgerald)