Buy New
-22%
$14.00$14.00
FREE delivery Monday, October 5 on orders shipped by Amazon over $35
Ships from: Amazon.com Sold by: Amazon.com
Used - Very Good
$7.91$7.91
FREE delivery October 13 - 16
Ships from: Bahamut Media Sold by: Bahamut Media
Download the free Kindle app and start reading Kindle books instantly on your smartphone, tablet, or computer - no Kindle device required.
Read instantly on your browser with Kindle for Web.
Using your mobile phone camera - scan the code below and download the Kindle app.
Follow the authors
OK
The Beautiful and Damned (Penguin Twentieth-Century Classics)
Purchase options and add-ons
The jacket design by Coralie Bickford-Smith reflects the elegance and glamour of the Art Deco period paired with the modern aesthetic of mechanical repetition. Each jacket comes with a detachable bookmark.
Anthony and Gloria are the essence of Jazz Age glamour. A brilliant and magnetic couple, they fling themselves at life with an energy that is thrilling. New York is a playground where they dance and drink for days on end. Their marriage is a passionate theatrical performance; they are young, rich, alive and lovely and they intend to inherit the earth. But as money becomes tight, their marriage becomes impossible. And with their inheritance still distant, Anthony and Gloria must grow up and face reality; they may be beautiful but they are also damned.
- Print length400 pages
- LanguageEnglish
- Publication dateApril 1, 1998
- Dimensions5.06 x 0.91 x 7.75 inches
- ISBN-100141180870
- ISBN-13978-0141180878
Book recommendations, author interviews, editors' picks, and more. Read it now
Frequently bought together

Customers who viewed this item also viewed
- Tender Is the Night (Cover May Vary)PaperbackFREE Shipping on orders over $35 shipped by AmazonGet it as soon as Monday, Oct 5
- The Beautiful and Damned (Signature Editions)PaperbackFREE Shipping on orders over $35 shipped by AmazonGet it as soon as Monday, Oct 5
- The Beautiful and Damned: Annotated Warbler Classics EditionPaperbackFREE Shipping on orders over $35 shipped by AmazonGet it as soon as Monday, Oct 5
- This Side of Paradise by F. Scott FitzgeraldPaperbackFREE Shipping on orders over $35 shipped by AmazonGet it as soon as Monday, Oct 5
Customers also bought or read
- The Complete Grimm's Fairy Tales (Volume 5) (Timeless Classics, 5)
Hardcover$22.97$22.97Delivery Mon, Oct 5 - Some Sort of Epic Grandeur: The Life of F. Scott Fitzgerald
Paperback$29.58$29.58Delivery Oct 11 - 15 - The Secret Garden (Signature Clothbound Editions)
Just releasedHardcover$24.00$24.00Delivery Mon, Oct 5
Editorial Reviews
From Library Journal
Copyright 1998 Reed Business Information, Inc.
Review
About the Author
Excerpt. © Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved.
Anthony Patch In 1913, when Anthony Patch was twenty-five, two years were already gone since irony, the Holy Ghost of this later day, had, theoretically at least, descended upon him. Irony was the final polish of the shoe, the ultimate dab of the clothes-brush, a sort of intellectual “There!”—yet at the brink of this story he has as yet gone no further than the conscious stage. As you first see him he wonders frequently whether he is not without honor and slightly mad, a shameful and obscene thinness glistening on the surface of the world like oil on a clean pond, these occasions being varied, of course, with those in which he thinks himself rather an exceptional young man, thoroughly sophisticated, well adjusted to his environment, and somewhat more significant than any one else he knows.
This was his healthy state and it made him cheerful, pleasant, and very attractive to intelligent men and to all women. In this state he considered that he would one day accomplish some quiet subtle thing that the elect would deem worthy and, passing on, would join the dimmer stars in a nebulous, indeterminate heaven half-way between death and immortality. Until the time came for this effort he would be Anthony Patch—not a portrait of a man but a distinct and dynamic personality, opinionated, contemptuous, functioning from within outward—a man who was aware that there could be no honor and yet had honor, who knew the sophistry of courage and yet was brave.
a worthy man and his gifted son
Anthony drew as much consciousness of social security from being the grandson of Adam J. Patch as he would have had from tracing his line over the sea to the crusaders. This is inevitable; Virginians and Bostonians to the contrary notwithstanding, an aristocracy founded sheerly on money postulates wealth in the particular.
Now Adam J. Patch, more familiarly known as “Cross Patch,” left his father’s farm in Tarrytown early in sixty-one to join a New York cavalry regiment. He came home from the war a major, charged into Wall Street, and amid much fuss, fume, applause, and ill will he gathered to himself some seventy-five million dollars.
This occupied his energies until he was fifty-seven years old. It was then that he determined, after a severe attack of sclerosis, to consecrate the remainder of his life to the moral regeneration of the world. He became a reformer among reformers. Emulating the magnificent efforts of Anthony Comstock, after whom his grandson was named, he levelled a varied assortment of uppercuts and body-blows at liquor, literature, vice, art, patent medicines, and Sunday theatres. His mind, under the influence of that insidious mildew which eventually forms on all but the few, gave itself up furiously to every indignation of the age. From an armchair in the office of his Tarrytown estate he directed against the enormous hypothetical enemy, unrighteousness, a campaign which went on through fifteen years, during which he displayed himself a rabid monomaniac, an unqualified nuisance, and an intolerable bore. The year in which this story opens found him wearying; his campaign had grown desultory; 1861 was creeping up slowly on 1895; his thoughts ran a great deal on the Civil War, somewhat on his dead wife and son, almost infinitesimally on his grandson Anthony.
Early in his career Adam Patch had married an anæmic lady of thirty, Alicia Withers, who brought him one hundred thousand dollars and an impeccable entré into the banking circles of New York. Immediately and rather spunkily she had borne him a son and, as if completely devitalized by the magnificence of this performance, she had thenceforth effaced herself within the shadowy dimensions of the nursery. The boy, Adam Ulysses Patch, became an inveterate joiner of clubs, connoisseur of good form, and driver of tandems—at the astonishing age of twenty-six he began his memoirs under the title “New York Society as I Have Seen It.” On the rumor of its conception this work was eagerly bid for among publishers, but as it proved after his death to be immoderately verbose and overpoweringly dull, it never obtained even a private printing.
This Fifth Avenue Chesterfield married at twenty-two. His wife was Henrietta Lebrune, the Boston “Society Contralto,” and the single child of the union was, at the request of his grandfather, christened Anthony Comstock Patch. When he went to Harvard, the Comstock dropped out of his name to a nether hell of oblivion and was never heard of thereafter.
Young Anthony had one picture of his father and mother together—so often had it faced his eyes in childhood that it had acquired the impersonality of furniture, but every one who came into his bedroom regarded it with interest. It showed a dandy of the nineties, spare and handsome, standing beside a tall dark lady with a muff and the suggestion of a bustle. Between them was a little boy with long brown curls, dressed in a velvet Lord Fauntleroy suit. This was Anthony at five, the year of his mother’s death.
His memories of the Boston Society Contralto were nebulous and musical. She was a lady who sang, sang, sang, in the music room of their house on Washington Square—sometimes with guests scattered all about her, the men with their arms folded, balanced breathlessly on the edges of sofas, the women with their hands in their laps, occasionally making little whispers to the men and always clapping very briskly and uttering cooing cries after each song—and often she sang to Anthony alone, in Italian or French or in a strange and terrible dialect which she imagined to be the speech of the Southern negro.
His recollections of the gallant Ulysses, the first man in America to roll the lapels of his coat, were much more vivid. After Henrietta Lebrune Patch had “joined another choir,” as her widower huskily remarked from time to time, father and son lived up at grampa’s in Tarrytown, and Ulysses came daily to Anthony’s nursery and expelled pleasant, thick-smelling words for sometimes as much as an hour. He was continually promising Anthony hunting trips and fishing trips and excursions to Atlantic City, “oh, some time soon now”; but none of them ever materialized. One trip they did take; when Anthony was eleven they went abroad, to England and Switzerland, and there in the best hotel in Lucerne his father died with much sweating and grunting and crying aloud for air. In a panic of despair and terror Anthony was brought back to America, wedded to a vague melancholy that was to stay beside him through the rest of his life.
PAST AND PERSON OF THE HERO
At eleven he had a horror of death. Within six impressionable years his parents had died and his grandmother had faded off almost imperceptibly, until, for the first time since her marriage, her person held for one day an unquestioned supremacy over her own drawing room. So to Anthony life was a struggle against death, that waited at every corner. It was as a concession to his hypochondriacal imagination that he formed the habit of reading in bed—it soothed him. He read until he was tired and often fell asleep with the lights still on.
His favorite diversion until he was fourteen was his stamp collection; enormous, as nearly exhaustive as a boy’s could be—his grandfather considered fatuously that it was teaching him geography. So Anthony kept up a correspondence with a half dozen “Stamp and Coin” companies and it was rare that the mail failed to bring him new stamp-books or packages of glittering approval sheets—there was a mysterious fascination in transferring his acquisitions interminably from one book to another. His stamps were his greatest happiness and he bestowed impatient frowns on any one who interrupted him at play with them; they devoured his allowance every month, and he lay awake at night musing untiringly on their variety and many-colored splendor.
At sixteen he had lived almost entirely within himself, an inarticulate boy, thoroughly un-American, and politely bewildered by his contemporaries. The two preceding years had been spent in Europe with a private tutor, who persuaded him that Harvard was the thing; it would “open doors,” it would be a tremendous tonic, it would give him innumerable self-sacrificing and devoted friends. So he went to Harvard—there was no other logical thing to be done with him.
Oblivious to the social system, he lived for a while alone and unsought in a high room in Beck Hall—a slim dark boy of medium height with a shy sensitive mouth. His allowance was more than liberal. He laid the foundations for a library by purchasing from a wandering bibliophile first editions of Swinburne, Meredith, and Hardy, and a yellowed illegible autograph letter of Keats’s, finding later that he had been amazingly overcharged. He became an exquisite dandy, amassed a rather pathetic collection of silk pajamas, brocaded dressing-gowns, and neckties too flamboyant to wear; in this secret finery he would parade before a mirror in his room or lie stretched in satin along his window-seat looking down on the yard and realizing dimly this clamor, breathless and immediate, in which it seemed he was never to have a part.
Curiously enough he found in senior year that he had acquired a position in his class. He learned that he was looked upon as a rather romantic figure, a scholar, a recluse, a tower of erudition. This amused him but secretly pleased him—he began going out, at first a little and then a great deal. He made the Pudding. He drank—quietly and in the proper tradition. It was said of him that had he not come to college so young he might have “done extremely well.” In 1909, when he graduated, he was only twenty years old.
Then abroad again—to Rome this time, where he dallied with architecture and painting in turn, took up the violin, and wrote some ghastly Italian sonnets, supposedly the ruminations of a thirteenth-century monk on the joys of the contemplative life. It became established among his Harvard intimates that he was in Rome, and those of them who were abroad that year looked him up and discovered with him, on many moonlight excursions, much in the city that was older than the Renaissance or indeed than the republic. Maury Noble, from Philadelphia, for instance, remained two months, and together they realized the peculiar charm of Latin women and had a delightful sense of being very young and free in a civilization that was very old and free. Not a few acquaintances of his grandfather’s called on him, and had he so desired he might have been persona grata with the diplomatic set—indeed, he found that his inclinations tended more and more toward conviviality, but that long adolescent aloofness and consequent shyness still dictated to his conduct.
He returned to America in 1912 because of one of his grandfather’s sudden illnesses, and after an excessively tiresome talk with the perpetually convalescent old man he decided to put off until his grandfather’s death the idea of living permanently abroad. After a prolonged search he took an apartment on Fifty-second Street and to all appearances settled down.
Product details
- Publisher : Penguin Publishing Group
- Publication date : April 1, 1998
- Edition : Edition Unstated
- Language : English
- Print length : 400 pages
- ISBN-10 : 0141180870
- ISBN-13 : 978-0141180878
- Item Weight : 9.6 ounces
- Dimensions : 5.06 x 0.91 x 7.75 inches
- Best Sellers Rank: #799,221 in Books (See Top 100 in Books)
- #771 in Classic Literature & Fiction
- #1,145 in Teen & Young Adult Classic Literature
- #2,606 in Literary Fiction (Books)
- Customer Reviews:
About the authors

Discover more of the author’s books, see similar authors, read book recommendations and more.

F. Scott Fitzgerald was born in 1896 in St Paul, Minnesota, and went to Princeton University which he left in 1917 to join the army. Fitzgerald was said to have epitomised the Jazz Age, an age inhabited by a generation he defined as 'grown up to find all Gods dead, all wars fought, all faiths in man shaken'.
In 1920 he married Zelda Sayre. Their destructive relationship and her subsequent mental breakdowns became a major influence on his writing. Among his publications were five novels, This Side of Paradise, The Great Gatsby, The Beautiful and Damned, Tender is the Night and The Love of the Last Tycoon (his last and unfinished work): six volumes of short stories and The Crack-Up, a selection of autobiographical pieces.
Fitzgerald died suddenly in 1940. After his death The New York Times said of him that 'He was better than he knew, for in fact and in the literary sense he invented a "generation" ... he might have interpreted them and even guided them, as in their middle years they saw a different and nobler freedom threatened with destruction.'

Coralie Bickford-Smith is a London based designer, illustrator and author. A renowned cover designer at Penguin as well as the author-illustrator of The Fox and the Star – the first picture book to win the Waterstones Book of the Year award – The Bird and the Worm, The Song of the Tree and The Squirrel and the Lost Treasure.

Geoff Dyer is the author of four novels and six other nonfiction books, including But Beautiful, which was awarded the Somerset Maugham Prize, and Out of Sheer Rage, which was a National Book Critics Circle Award finalist. The winner of a Lannan Literary Award, the International Centre of Photography's 2006 Infinity Award for writing on photography, and the American Academy of Arts and Letters' E. M. Forster Award, Dyer is a regular contributor to many publications in the US and UK. He lives in London. For more information visit Geoff Dyer's official website: www.geoffdyer.com

Discover more of the author’s books, see similar authors, read book recommendations and more.

F. Scott Fitzgerald (1896–1940) was an American novelist and short story writer, widely regarded as one of the greatest voices of the Jazz Age. Born in St. Paul, Minnesota, he attended Princeton University but left before graduating to join the Army during World War I. His first novel, This Side of Paradise (1920), brought him instant fame and established him as the chronicler of a new, modern generation. Fitzgerald and his wife Zelda became icons of the 1920s, embodying both the glamour and recklessness of the era.
Fitzgerald wrote his most celebrated work, The Great Gatsby (1925), while living in France. The novel, set in Long Island during the Roaring Twenties, explored themes of wealth, desire, illusion, and the corruption of the American Dream. Initially, the book received modest sales and mixed reviews. Disheartened, he continued to struggle financially, writing short stories for magazines to support his family. In later years, Fitzgerald worked in Hollywood as a screenwriter.
He died in 1940, believing himself a failure, but The Great Gatsby has since become a cornerstone of American literature and is now recognized as his masterpiece.

Discover more of the author’s books, see similar authors, read book recommendations and more.

Discover more of the author’s books, see similar authors, read book recommendations and more.

General Press publishes high-quality POD books and ebooks in almost all popular genres including Fiction, Nonfiction, Religion, Self-Help, Romance, Classics, etc.

Discover more of the author’s books, see similar authors, read book recommendations and more.

Discover more of the author’s books, see similar authors, read book recommendations and more.

Discover more of the author’s books, see similar authors, read book recommendations and more.

Discover more of the author’s books, see similar authors, read book recommendations and more.

Discover more of the author’s books, see similar authors, read book recommendations and more.

Discover more of the author’s books, see similar authors, read book recommendations and more.

Discover more of the author’s books, see similar authors, read book recommendations and more.

Discover more of the author’s books, see similar authors, read book recommendations and more.

Discover more of the author’s books, see similar authors, read book recommendations and more.
Customer reviews
Customer Reviews, including Product Star Ratings help customers to learn more about the product and decide whether it is the right product for them.
To calculate the overall star rating and percentage breakdown by star, we don’t use a simple average. Instead, our system considers things like how recent a review is and if the reviewer bought the item on Amazon. It also analyzed reviews to verify trustworthiness.
Learn more how customers reviews work on AmazonCustomers say
Generated from the text of customer reviewsSelect to learn more
Reviews with images
Top reviews from the United States
- 5 out of 5 stars
A must-read--before it's made into a movie
Reviewed in the United States on December 22, 2009Nearly ninety years after its first publication, _The Beautiful and Damned_ is still a shockingly relevant account of the entitlement class, the children of the rich or privileged who don't know how to navigate through life without big money. And, it's a New York City novel--written as only a mid-westerner can. It seems to me that because New Yorkers are too much in the middle of it to see themselves clearly, an intelligent "outsider" like F. Scott Fitzgerald must come along. To write as well as he did, Fitzgerald let the city inhabit him. New York got into his blood, and he recorded it in narrative right down to the dirt under the carpet. Fitzgerald's details lead the reader into the depths of the beautiful and doomed couple, the Gloria-Anthony entanglement, as they are part and parcel of the extremes of poverty and wealth (in the World War I era or the roaring 20s).
I don't know how Fitzgerald knew what he knew about the human psyche, or specifically about how a young man might react when he is good-looking and swimming in money and New York, but Fitz's life at Princeton University among this set of people gave him the environment in which to observe; Fitzgerald supplied the story around which the narrative coheres. Of course, there are autobiographical elements to this novel--a lot of himself and Zelda--but what the literary art requires is critical distance. To put his main characters through some shameful scenes, Fitzgerald had to know what tough love is in the New York City context. He had to put his couple to the test, people who from birth had relied on the "religion" of charm and money. And the author had more than just critical distance: F. Scott had them down right! Every expression, every word. Gloria: "This is life! Who cares for the morrow." And you can see Anthony deciding to have one more drink, his speech becoming slurred, his manners maudlin. While Anthony and Gloria wait for his inheritance, we find out what they're made of.
Most pleasurable about Fitzgerald's craft is his carefully-controlled technique of letting Anthony and Gloria visit hell (the "damned" in the title) while softening the harsh surgery-like light with well-timed, well-handled, lyrical sentences. In a single beautiful line, the passage of the winter sun describes both Fitzgerald's craft and his beautiful couple's descent: Gloria "lay still for a moment in the great bed watching the February sun suffer one last attenuated refinement in its passage through the leaded panes into the room" (p.173). Fitzgerald knew how to show the attenuated and refined way downhill.
One more thing about the craft of writing: Only the omniscient narrator technique--which Fitzgerald employs--can show characters in shameful acts and show what they're thinking, and the circumstances in which they got there, and how they "need" money in order to "survive." I wonder if now, in nearly 2010, this novel is not more important than in 1922. More than ever, _The Beautiful and Damned_ is a national portrait. (I can see how "spending" money could be the "sex" in the novel.)
Advice: Read this novel while in New York, if possible. The first time I read _The Beautiful and Damned_, I was living near 123rd (me, a Westerner!). I looked up every address in the novel (except for the gray house near Cos Cob, Conn.) and got to know New York through this novel. In fact, I could almost pick out their final apartment in Harlem near 127th.
56 people found this helpfulSending feedback...Sending feedback...HelpfulThank you for your feedback.Sorry, we failed to record your vote. Please try againThanks, we'll investigate in the next few days.Sorry, We failed to report this review. Please try againWe'll check if this review meets our community guidelinesOpens in a new tab. If it doesn't, we'll remove it.
CancelReport - 4 out of 5 stars
Rich. Philosophical. Too many thoughts (nick...).
Reviewed in the United States on April 17, 2018I really liked The Great Gatsby. Reading this in high school was like reading Shakespeare in high school. I got through it, but didn't care for it or understand why it was so great. As it was when I read Shakespeare recently, I fell in love with this book. I think the characters were so rich and well-developed and the language was so beautiful. Further, Fitzgerald's dissection of the failure of the American Dream is incredible.
The reason I reduced it to four stars is, in essence, Nick. Nick's thoughts are too much. I enjoyed the other characters, but couldn't get past his odor. He just explained his thoughts too much. I felt that these thoughts were Fitzgerald's failure: he was using these thoughts to tell (as opposed to show) his story. The end of the book was especially dulled by telling. It seems to me that this engaging mystery tread onward after the end of the story.
Regardless, this book was amazing. Fitzgerald created a rich world with full-bodied characters. He vividly describes the yearning we all feel and shattered it to pieces. Great read. Would recommend.
Sending feedback...Sending feedback...HelpfulThank you for your feedback.Sorry, we failed to record your vote. Please try againThanks, we'll investigate in the next few days.Sorry, We failed to report this review. Please try againWe'll check if this review meets our community guidelinesOpens in a new tab. If it doesn't, we'll remove it.
CancelReport - 5 out of 5 stars
VERY TOUCHING, VERY WELL DONE
Reviewed in the United States on April 10, 2004"It is seven thirty on an August evening. The windows in the living room of the gray house are wide open patiently exchanging the tainted inner atmosphere of liquor and smoke for the fresh drowsiness of the late hot dusk. There are dying flower scents upon the air, so thin, so fragile, as to hint already of a summer laid away in time."
This is the story of a young couple Anthony and Gloria Patch living out their days to the hilt in New York City as they await the death of Anthony's grandfather, Adam Patch from whom they expect to inherit his massive fortune.
Gloria is a spoilt child from Kansas City turned into a sophisticated and most beautiful woman. Gloria does not intend to lift a finger to do any domestic work in the home, no matter how slight; while Anthony who considers himself an aesthete, finds it quite hard to get his act together and instead of buckling down to some work, prefers instead to hang with his wife and their friends on nightly binges. They drink and eat in the classiest restaurants and hotels, rent the most expensive apartments, travel out to the West in the spring time driving plush cars, wearing top-of-the-line clothing and just generally living it up high on the hog, as they wait.
Meet Maury Noble who is Anthony best friend who spends his time between New York and Philadelphia; Richard Caramel who has just completed writing a book and looking for new ideas for a second one. Joseph Bloeckman from Munich who started out small in America and is now a big shot in Show Biz. Also the quiet Jewess Rachael Barnes and Muriel Kane who is young, flirtatious and sometimes a bit too talkative and Tana the Japanese housekeeper of the Patches.
We are shown the Patches at their very best as the novel starts, with the world at their feet and loaded with cash with which they make very expensive choices. But, as we get further in, we see things begin to change gradually and we realize that those very choices will be their very downfall. It was quite a good read but it could be very heartbreaking at times as we put ourselves into the shoes of the main characters. All lovers of F. Scott Fitzgerald should read this book if you haven't done so already, and those of you who like reading about the ultra rich in the Roaring Twenties this one is for you. It is the kind of book that you feel you will want to read again. It is that good and I shall miss it.
Reviewed by Heather Marshall Negahdar (SUGAR-CANE 10/04/04)
258 people found this helpfulSending feedback...Sending feedback...HelpfulThank you for your feedback.Sorry, we failed to record your vote. Please try againThanks, we'll investigate in the next few days.Sorry, We failed to report this review. Please try againWe'll check if this review meets our community guidelinesOpens in a new tab. If it doesn't, we'll remove it.
CancelReport - 3 out of 5 stars
Not bad
Reviewed in the United States on December 19, 2011This novel turned out to be much better than its first 75 pages would suggest. On the other hand, it's no "Great Gatsby." At its best, it is a complex portrait of a disintegrating marriage. Fitzgerald is interested in the changes love undergoes within a marital relationship, and he approaches his subject from unexpected angles; his main characters, shallow in themselves, acquire surprising depth as partners in a failing romantic enterprise. At its worst, the novel is juvenile, immature in its subject matter and its style: Fitzgerald satirizes easy targets (e.g., fat women; social climbers trying to pass themselves off as members of a higher stratum; a Japanese servant with a limited grasp of the English language, etc.), and the plot eventually devolves into lurid melodrama. The ending is almost farcical. One gets the sense that Fitzgerald grew weary of the novel at a certain point and just decided to wrap it up quickly, ripping off "Sister Carrie" and "L'Assommoir" for a sensationalistic ending.
The novel is divided into three sections. In Book I, we are introduced to the protagonist, Anthony Patch. He is a good-looking Harvard graduate, presumed heir to his grandfather's fortune, who resides in languorous splendor in a Fifty-second Street New York apartment. We also meet Gloria Gilbert, a beautiful and self-possessed young woman with whom Anthony falls in love. The back-cover of my Scribner paperback version describes the novel as "a devastating portrait of the nouveaux riches, New York night life, reckless ambition, and squandered talent." This is a bit disingenuous. The novel talks a little about New York nightlife, but there's nothing about "reckless ambition." In fact, the principal characters are utterly without ambition beyond a vague desire to be wealthy and fabulous. This is part of their problem. Anthony and Gloria have no specific goals, no hobbies, no passionate interest in anything except themselves and alcohol. "Squandered talent" is also a stretch. Anthony is presented as a flawed individual from the onset, but in Book I Fitzgerald is trying to convince us that his main character is nonetheless brilliant, a man of unlimited potential. Unfortunately, this is difficult to swallow. Anthony's supposed brilliance is on display when he engages in intellectual arguments and clever badinage with his Harvard buddies, but the dialogue is stilted and artificial. Fitzgerald fails to convince us that Anthony embodies youthful promise. Instead, Anthony comes across as a fop whose sense of entitlement is unjustified. This is a great weakness of the novel because in order for Anthony to fulfill his role as Talent Squandered in Book III, his potential for greatness should have been established in Books I or II.
Book II, in which the marriage of Anthony and Gloria is dissected, is very well done. Although they initially were drawn to each other for reasons that do not bode well for a marriage - Gloria admires Anthony for being defiantly useless, "a brilliantly meaningless figure in a meaningless world," while Anthony is entranced by Gloria's beauty, self-absorption, and indifference to him - for a while true love blossoms. It is an intense love, destined to burn brightly yet briefly. As the fervor cools, Fitzgerald traces the relationship's decline in meticulous, chronological detail, lingering over each stage of waning love and burgeoning contempt. Both characters are well delineated; they come to life in the reader's mind and seem ever more real as they grow further apart. Among other things, their marriage is affected by the simple fact that Gloria and Anthony are growing older and more mature. As far as Fitzgerald is concerned, maturation is not a good thing. Fitzgerald's fascination with youth is famous. His belief that life is effectively over after, say, the age of 23 is in evidence here, and anyone who believes that our nation's current obsession with youth is unique to this country or to our era should revisit Fitzgerald (or Boccaccio, for that matter) to be reminded that by the age of 29, a man has "ceased to be an individual of mental adventure, of curiosity, and (has) become an individual of bias and prejudice, with a longing to be emotionally undisturbed...We substitute rules of conduct for ideas of integrity, we value safety above romance, we become, quite unconsciously, pragmatic."
In Book III, Fitzgerald reexamines the philosophy upon which Anthony has structured his entire existence, the belief that "nothing much is worth doing." Fitzgerald's characters are now approaching early middle age, and the author seems to be mourning the loss of their youthful arrogance. There's nothing wrong with being lazy and useless, Fitzgerald argues, as long as one is lazy and useless with panache. Only the young can pull this off successfully; middle-aged people, lacking bravado, merely become ineffectual. Likewise, only the young can be spectacularly callous like Gloria in Book I. Self-doubt and a sense of conscience creep in at a certain age. Anthony and Gloria are no more flawed than they were at the beginning of the novel, Fitzgerald seems to be saying, but now their flaws are less attractive.
All in all, not bad. I give it 3.62 stars.
27 people found this helpfulSending feedback...Sending feedback...HelpfulThank you for your feedback.Sorry, we failed to record your vote. Please try againThanks, we'll investigate in the next few days.Sorry, We failed to report this review. Please try againWe'll check if this review meets our community guidelinesOpens in a new tab. If it doesn't, we'll remove it.
CancelReport - 5 out of 5 stars
One of those books that just kind of stay with you after you're done reading
Reviewed in the United States on January 7, 2014For whatever reason it took me a little bit to get into this book.. I was just picking it up and times when my focus wasn't 100% there. However once I finally dedicated myself to reading a good chunk, I easily fell for the characters and story line. Besides Fitzgerald just has this way of writing that tugs you in mutliple directions of feeling hope, anguish, happiness, and disgust.. I felt myself hating Gloria and being really attracted to Anthony's character most of the time, but at times I felt really sorry for Gloria and was annoyed with Anthony. Fitzgerald did an incredible job of depicting both sides of the story all while allowing you to come up with your own judgments about what kind of people you think Anthony and Gloria are. This is definitely a book I will want to reread later on down the road and I highly recommend it to anyone who is looking for an escape in the world of literature.
One person found this helpfulSending feedback...Sending feedback...HelpfulThank you for your feedback.Sorry, we failed to record your vote. Please try againThanks, we'll investigate in the next few days.Sorry, We failed to report this review. Please try againWe'll check if this review meets our community guidelinesOpens in a new tab. If it doesn't, we'll remove it.
CancelReport - 4 out of 5 stars
But it also contains moments of brilliant lyricism almost on par with some of the writing ...
Reviewed in the United States on September 23, 2017As others have said here, this is no Gatsby. Nor should it have to try to be--if Gatsbys were a dime a dozen, the literary sphere would be a much different place. This novel does indeed suffer from occasional prosiness, an attitude that is perhaps too bleak, and a cast of characters you probably wouldn't want to speak to even if you were paid for your time. But it also contains moments of brilliant lyricism almost on par with some of the writing in Gatsby, and although you wouldn't necessarily want to befriend its cast of characters, their struggles and situations are universal to all of us.
This is a novel about rich white people in the years around WW1 suffering from ennui, and if you can't handle that sort of thing as a matter of principle, you should probably look for a different book. The characters are not likeable in any conventional or meaningful sense: they make terrible decisions, say terrible things, and spend much of the novel destroying themselves and one another. That's why it's important that, before you read this, you dispense with the idea that characters need to be likeable to be empathetic. Although we may not relate to the extraordinary amounts of privilege these people possess, we can relate to their habits and attitudes--all of us have gone into slumps, deferred on our responsibilities, spat at the world, and done things that we regret. These are the things that constitute the lives of the characters of this novel. If we find these things to be unlikeable in our characters, maybe that's just because we don't like them in ourselves.
23 people found this helpfulSending feedback...Sending feedback...HelpfulThank you for your feedback.Sorry, we failed to record your vote. Please try againThanks, we'll investigate in the next few days.Sorry, We failed to report this review. Please try againWe'll check if this review meets our community guidelinesOpens in a new tab. If it doesn't, we'll remove it.
CancelReport - 5 out of 5 stars
The Beautiful and the Damned
Reviewed in the United States on December 11, 2018Maybe it’s just me, but to me personally “The Beautiful and the Damned” drew a lot of parallels with Fitzgerald’s personal life and relationship with his wife, Zelda. Certain aspects of it come across as eerily autobiographical, but maybe that’s what makes the novel so positively fascinating.
Set in the age of jazz and prohibition, Anthony and Gloria represent a perfect picture of the entire high-society generation of that time. The transition between old money and the nouveau-riche of New York society is wonderfully presented, and both of our characters find themselves caught in the swirl of that new age, with nothing to offer it. They’re young and clueless and entirely devoted to the idea that lavish lifestyle is something that they’re both entitled to without having to actually do something to support that lifestyle. After putting all of their hopes into Anthony’s inheritance which he should have gotten from his exceedingly rich grandfather, they learn that the elderly gentleman wrote off all of his money to his aid and multiple charities instead. But even that doesn’t stop them from selling more bonds and throwing more parties all the while hoping to win the money back through the interminable court appeals.
From that point on, the couple’s story became a train wreck from which one can’t tear their eyes off. With the same apathetic attitude, Anthony develops a drinking problem all the while thinking himself being somehow cheated out of his rightful position in society. Driven to near poverty in a shabby apartment, both Gloria and Anthony live hand to mouth most of the time, yet both still positively refuse to do anything about it. The ending was… interesting. On one hand, I was glad everything turned out as it did for the couple; on the other, I was a bit disappointed as a lesson was clearly not learned by either.
The setting and the prose is fabulous as always, and Fitzgerald doesn’t disappoint with his imaginative metaphors and set of characters, some of whom you’ll love and some - detest. Fitzgerald was indeed the voice of his generation and the novel is worth reading just for that reason. It’s not as brilliant as “Gatsby,” but it’s brilliant nevertheless, in its own, somewhat shallow and destructive, way. Highly recommended.
57 people found this helpfulSending feedback...Sending feedback...HelpfulThank you for your feedback.Sorry, we failed to record your vote. Please try againThanks, we'll investigate in the next few days.Sorry, We failed to report this review. Please try againWe'll check if this review meets our community guidelinesOpens in a new tab. If it doesn't, we'll remove it.
CancelReport - 5 out of 5 stars
If given a choice, choose to buy this book
Reviewed in the United States on April 13, 2026It is a great read and you can really connect to the characters like your in the story
One person found this helpfulSending feedback...Sending feedback...HelpfulThank you for your feedback.Sorry, we failed to record your vote. Please try againThanks, we'll investigate in the next few days.Sorry, We failed to report this review. Please try againWe'll check if this review meets our community guidelinesOpens in a new tab. If it doesn't, we'll remove it.
CancelReport
Top reviews from other countries
Amazon Customer5 out of 5 starsI admired this book. It has a transparency, an honesty, that touched me.
Reviewed in India on April 19, 2021Anthony Patch was a shallow, small-minded, egoistical man. He was having a damned hard time keeping a goddess wife, Gloria. He was her slave. I was amazed, disgusted at Gloria's heartless vanity; why so much beauty should be given to those who made so bad a use of it.
Both of them accustomed themselves to the enjoyment of riches. They considered fortune as necessary everywhere. As soon as he lost his fortune and funds, he was disgraced, he lost his character, and lost all the few friends he had.
It's very easy to resist temptation, if one wishes.
Sending feedback...Thanks, we'll investigate in the next few days.Sorry, We failed to report this review. Please try againWe'll check if this review meets our community guidelinesOpens in a new tab. If it doesn't, we'll remove it.
CancelReport
Florentina5 out of 5 starsBeautiful and easy to carry around
Reviewed in Germany on March 27, 2025Absolutely gorgeous pocket book!



5 out of 5 starsBeautiful and easy to carry around
Reviewed in Germany on March 27, 2025Absolutely gorgeous pocket book!
Sending feedback...Thanks, we'll investigate in the next few days.Sorry, We failed to report this review. Please try againWe'll check if this review meets our community guidelinesOpens in a new tab. If it doesn't, we'll remove it.
CancelReport
Lily C5 out of 5 starsFor The Beautiful and Damned
Reviewed in the United Kingdom on November 5, 2016How to describe the entirety of this novel?
Often I will put one or two lines on Goodreads after finishing a book. For The Beautiful and Damned, the lines were as follows:
“What a beautiful and strangely desolate novel. My goodness.”
And The Beautiful and Damned is exactly that. It soars from theatrical beauty and then plummets to cold desolation, to unfolding of horrific emotion. The characters are at once vivid and on the verge of crumbling. The prose, as ever, is delicious, decadent and evocative.
The theatricality comes mainly in the form of Gloria, a shining beacon for the indulgence of the Jazz Age, who delights in the social freedom and seemingly exquisite nature of her life, and who enthrals Anthony Patch, a writer and the narrator of this tale of excess. Within the first few pages of their encounters, it occurred to me that both characters seemed to represent both Scott and Zelda. Once this idea had taken hold, I found it impossible to shake off, and by the time I closed the book on the final page, I was convinced that this was what The Beautiful and Damned was: Scott’s wishful thinking for their life and his bitterness and adoration for his wife poured into a single novel.
Which is heartbreaking, but it makes for a compelling and achingly wistful tale. Admittedly, it took me a good few pages to get into the story – I was waiting for Gloria to appear and ignite the fireworks – but when the lady arrived, I was gripped. I followed every encounter with wide eyes, and I admit that I had no idea how the novel would end, if it would be happy or not. When the end did indeed come, I found the climax very startling, very sudden. Some might argue that it was too sudden, that the novel feels cut off or rushed because of it, but I disagree. It left me shocked, but realising later on that it had been building up to it, with both characters hurtling towards trouble and not knowing how to stop. It was gripping, wonderful, and agonising all at once.
Anyone who knows me will tell you how much I adore Fitzgerald’s style, and The Beautiful and Damned only reinforced this love for his writing. It is a complex exploration of human character, and the heights it goes to are dizzying, as are the sudden falls.
I highly, highly recommend this. I cannot recommend it enough. The Great Gatsby might be considered his masterpiece, but I much prefer the characters in The Beautiful and Damned. They’ve stuck in my head much longer than Gatsby or Daisy Buchanan have.
And that really is saying something.
Sending feedback...Thanks, we'll investigate in the next few days.Sorry, We failed to report this review. Please try againWe'll check if this review meets our community guidelinesOpens in a new tab. If it doesn't, we'll remove it.
CancelReport
CrisRS3 out of 5 starsAún no.la he terminado, pero...
Reviewed in Spain on October 9, 2022Aún no la he terminado, pero puede que no llegue a terminarla. Si la terminó, cambiaría.la reseña. Lo que puedo decir, de momento, es que no es una lectura para cualquier persona. Yo tenía muchas expectativas puestas en ella, pero de momento se me está haciendo insufrible. Quizá todavía no haya llegado a "la parte interesante, pero la vida de estos pijos de la época, me aburre hasta más no poder. A ello hay que sumarle la edición que es peor que mala, con una letra no apta para cegatos, que hace que se pierdas y tengas que estar usando el dedito a modo de cursor para seguir línea a línea la historia. En fin, de momento no me está enamorando, pero puede que eso cambie. Y, por favor, señores, ¡a ver si es posible que la próxima edición la pongan a una letra que no sea de 6,5 puntos,!
Sending feedback...Thanks, we'll investigate in the next few days.Sorry, We failed to report this review. Please try againWe'll check if this review meets our community guidelinesOpens in a new tab. If it doesn't, we'll remove it.
CancelReport
cliente b.5 out of 5 starsla vuota esistenza dell'upper class
Reviewed in Italy on July 13, 2020Una storia che ci arriva ancora attuale pur essendo il ritratto di un'epoca lontana, quella dei ruggenti anni Dieci:
siamo nell’America del proibizionismo, quell’America dove tutto sembra possibile e ogni sogno realizzabile.
In poche parole l’America di Fitzgerald.
I protagonisti sono la bellissima Gloria ed Anthony Patch, una coppia giovane e inquieta che ruota tra feste, balli ed eccessi di alcol fino alla noia totale.
Anthony, rampollo di una ricca famiglia, si sente già stanco della vita. Come scrive magistralmente Fitzgerald,
"stanco di nulla, stanco di tutto, del peso del mondo che non aveva mai scelto di sostenere..."
Sending feedback...Thanks, we'll investigate in the next few days.Sorry, We failed to report this review. Please try againWe'll check if this review meets our community guidelinesOpens in a new tab. If it doesn't, we'll remove it.
CancelReport








































