I am one of the few honest people that I have ever known.
So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.
Whenever you feel like criticizing any one... just remember that all the people in this world haven't had the advantages that you've had.
Feel like criticizing any one," he told me, "just remember
Tomorrow we will run faster, stretch out our arms farther.
Gatsby believed in the green light, the orgastic future that year by year recedes before us. It eluded us then, but that's no matter - to-morrow we will run faster, stretch out our arms farther ... And one fine morning ---
Gatsby turned out all right at the end; it is what preyed on Gatsby, what foul dust floated in the wake of his dreams that temporarily closed out my interest in the abortive sorrows and short-winded elations of men.
In my younger and more vulnerable years my father gave me some advice that I've been turning over in my mind ever since.
Life is much more successfully looked at from a single window.
I felt that I wanted the world to be in uniform and at a sort of moral attention forever; I wanted no more riotous excursions with privileged glimpses into the human heart.
I wanted no more riotous excursions with privileged glimpses into the human heart.
Every one suspects himself of at least one of the cardinal virtues.
Every one suspects himself of at least one of the cardinal virtues, and this is mine: I am one of the few honest people that I have ever known.
Dishonesty in a woman is a thing you never blame deeply.
You can’t repeat the past.” “Can’t repeat the past?” he cried incredulously. “Why of course you can!
I was within and without. Simultaneously enchanted and repelled by the inexhaustible variety of life.
No amount of fire or freshness can challenge what a man will store up in his ghostly heart.
His dream must have seemed so close that he could hardly fail to grasp it. He did not know that it was already behind him.
I thought of Gatsby's wonder when he first picked out the green light at the end of Daisy's dock. He had come a long way to this lawn and his dream must have seemed so close that he could hardly fail to grasp it. He did not know that it was already behind him. [- Nick Carroway]
I'm inclined to reserve all judgments, a habit that has opened up many curious natures to me and also made me the victim of not a few veteran bores.
or simply:
