Life is much more successfully looked at from a single window
The consoling proximity of millionaires
men and girls came and went like moths
the rules of behaviour associated with an amusement park
the sea of changing faces... under the constantly changing light
-Americans, while willing, even eager, to be serfs, have always been obstinate about being peasantry
-Your place looksliketheWorld’sFair
-“see how the whole front of it [Gatsby’s house] catches the light”
-It had seemed as close as a star to the moon. Now it was again a green light on a dock.
-A universe of ineffable gaudiness
-The rock of the world was founded securely on a fairy’s wing
-A pioneer debauchee
-A desolation of fruit rinds and discarded favours and crushed flowers
-There was an unmistakable air of natural intimacy about the picture (Tom and Daisy)
-My presence marred the sacredness of the vigil
I don’t know which one of us hung up with a sharp click, but I know I didn’t care.
Tom and Gatsby, Daisy and Jordan and I, were all Westerners, and perhaps we possessed some deficiency in common which made us subtly unadaptable to Western life
They were careless people, Tom and Daisy- they smashed up things and creatures and then retreated back into their money.
On the white steps an obsence word, scrawled by some boy with a piece of brick, stood out clearly in the moonlight and I erased it.
A fresh green breast of the new world
So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.