“The last swimmers have come in from the beach now and are dressing upstairs; the cars from New York are parked five… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“The tragic hero usurps the function of the gods and attempts to remake the world.” — Helen Gardner Copy Share Image
“He broke off and began to walk u and down a desolate path of fruit rinds and discarded favors and crushed flowers.” — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“Her husband, among various physical accomplishments, had been one of the most powerful ends that ever played football at New Haven-a national… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“He took down his drink as if it were a drop in the bottom of a glass.” — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“Through this twilight universe Daisy began to move again with the season; suddenly she was again keeping half a dozen dates a… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“Unlike Gatsby and Tom Buchanan I had no girl whose disembodied face floated along the dark cornices and blinding signs and so… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“He smiled understandingly-much more than understanding. It was one of those rare smiles with a quality of eternal reassurance in it, that… — F.Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“For Daisy was young and her artificial world was redolent of orchids and pleasant, cheerful snobbery and orchestras which set the rhythm… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“Something in his leisurely move- ments and the secure position of his feet upon the lawn suggested that it was Mr. Gatsby… — Francis Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“There's green eyes in my eyes And a lover on my mind And I sing from the piano Tear my yellow dress… — Florence Welch Copy Share Image
“Standing behind him, Michaelis saw with a shock that he was looking at the eyes of Doctor T. J. Eckleburg, which had… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“They saw me. Milton's smile curled off his face like unsticky tape. And I knew immediately, I was a boy band, a… — Marisha Pessl Copy Share Image
“I told him. And as I walked on I was lonely no longer. I was a guide, a pathfinder, an original settler.… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“Hating "The Great Gatsby" (the novel) is like spitting into the Grand Canyon. It will not be going away anytime soon, but… — Joyce Carol Oates Copy Share Image
“trying to tough what was no longer tangible, struggling unhappily, undespairingly, toward that lost voice across the room.” — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“In my younger and more vulnerable years my father gave me some advice that I've been turning over in my mind ever… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“We walked through a high hallway into a bright rosy-colored space, fragilely bound into the house by French windows at either end.… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“So my first impression, that he was a person of some undefined consequence, had gradually faded and he had become simply the… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“But it was all going by too fast now for his blurred eyes and he knew that he had lost that part… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“Even before the letter he'd been divided: one part of him swanning with Jay Gatsby around an imaginary Gotham; the other part… — Garth Risk Hallberg Copy Share Image
