The Great Gatsby

"We're all Gatsbys in our own way."

"There was music from my neighbor's house through the summer night."

"He had come a long way to this blue lawn, and his dream must have seemed so close."

"Let's be strange and unknown to one another from now on."

"The only thing that matters is that you loved someone."

"One should as a rule respect public opinion in doing anything at all."

"I am still the dreamer of dreams."

"Her voice is full of money."

"I wanted no more than that—to be part of her world."

"What's eating you, anyway? Did you have a row with Daisy?"

"Can't repeat the past? Why of course you can!"

"Gatsby believed in the green light, the orgastic future that year by year recedes before us."

"The loneliness of the soul is unbearable; it makes men cruel."

"I hope she'll be a fool—that's the best thing a girl can be in this world."

"There are only the pursued, the pursuing, the busy, and the tired."

"Reserving judgments is a matter of infinite hope."

"So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past."

"One should as a rule respect the previous attachments of one's friends."

"I wanted no more riotous excursions with privileged glimpses into the human heart."

"He's an Oxford man, said Gatsby. Oh yes."

"Gatsby's house was even more elaborate than I expected."

"So we drove on toward death through the cooling twilight."

"There was music from my neighbor's house through the summer night."

"Involuntarily I glanced seaward, and distinguished nothing except a single green light."

"Conduct may be founded on the hard rock or the wet marshes, but after a certain point I don't care what it's founded on."

"The truth was that Jay Gatsby, of West Egg, Long Island, sprang from his Platonic conception of himself."

"At the enchanted metropolitan twilight I felt a haunting loneliness sometimes."

"I have been everywhere, done everything, enjoyed everything, suspected everything."

"The morning was breaking without brightness; there was a quality of fear in the air."

"Gatsby, pale as death, with his hands on the shoulders of Daisy's chair, stood watching."