Category: Book The Great Gatsby

I noticed that she wore her evening dress, all her dresses, like sports clothes-there was a jauntiness about her movements as if she had first learned to walk upon a golf course on clean, crisp, mornings. The Great Gatsby 22 I was thirty. Before me stretched the portentous, menacing road of a new decade. The…

Reading over what I have written so far I see I have given the impression that the events of three nights several weeks apart were all that absorbed me. On the contrary they were merely casual events in a crowded summer and, until much later, they absorbed me infinitely less than my personal affairs. The…

no matter – tomorrow we will run faster, stretch out our arms farther. . . And then one fine morning—So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past. The Great Gatsby 51 I’m inclined to reserve all judgments, a habit that has opened up many curious natures to me and…

Want any of this stuff? Jordan?… Nick?”I didn’t answer.Nick?” he asked again.What?”Want any?”No… I just remembered that today’s my birthday.”I was thirty. Before me stretched the portentous, menacing road of a new decade. The Great Gatsby 9 These things excite me so,’ she whispered. ‘If you want to kiss me any time during the evening,…

I liked to walk up Fifth Avenue and pick out romantic women from the crowd and imagine that in a few minutes I was going to enter into their lives, and no one would ever know or disapprove. The Great Gatsby 2 It was the hour of a profound human change, and excitement was generating…

Let us learn to show our friendship for a man when he is alive and not after he is dead,’ he suggested. The Great Gatsby 0 Her throat, full of aching, grieving beauty. The Great Gatsby 0 Гэтсби верил в зеленый огонек, свет неимоверного будущего счастья, которое отодвигается с каждым годом. Пусть оно ускользнуло сегодня,…

He left feeling that if he had searched harder, he might have found her — that he was leaving her behind. The Great Gatsby 0 Non pretenderei troppo da lei” arrischiai.”Non si può ripetere il passato.””Non si può ripetere il passato?” fece lui incredulo. “Ma certo che si può! The Great Gatsby 0 È invariabilmente…

At the enchanted metropolitan twilight I felt a haunting loneliness sometimes, and felt it in others—poor young clerks who loitered in front of windows waiting until it was time for a solitary restaurant dinner—young clerks in the dusk, wasting the most poignant moments of night and life. Again The Great Gatsby 0 Bir an ona…