“I’m the Sheik of Araby.
Your love belongs to me.
At night when you’re asleep
Into your tent I’ll creep—”
Girls singing that Nick overhears
"They're such beautiful shirts.... It makes me sad because I've never seen such—such beautiful shirts before."
Daisy
"But his eyes, dimmed a little by many paintless days under sun and rain, brood on over the solemn dumping ground."
Nick
"Yet high over the city our line of yellow windows must have contributed their share of human secrecy to the casual watcher in the darkening streets, and I was him too, looking up and wondering. I was within and without, simultaneously enchanted and repelled by the inexhaustible variety of life."
Nick
"... they were a satisfactory hint of the unreality of reality, a promise that the rock of the world was founded securely on a fairy's wing."
Nick (about Gatsby)
"It eluded us then, but that's no matter—to-morrow we will run faster, stretch out our arms farther... and one fine morning------"
Nick
"... 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."
Nick
"Self-control! ... I suppose the latest thing is to sit back and let Mr. Nobody from Nowhere make love to your wife. Well, if that's the idea you can count me out...."
Tom
"God sees everything,"....
"That's an advertisement,"...
Wilson and Michaelis
"And I hope she'll be a fool—that's the best thing a girl can be in this world, a beautiful little fool!"
Daisy
“Rise from bed…..
Dumbbell exercises and wall-scaling…..
Study electricity, etc…..
Work…..”
Gatsby in old journal
"With the influence of the dress her personality had also undergone a change. The intense vitality that had been so remarkable in the garage was converted into impressive hauteur. Her laughter, her gestures, her assertions became more violently affected moment by moment, and as she expanded the room grew smaller and smaller around her, until she seemed to be revolving on a noisy, creaking pivot through the smoky air."
Nick
"He must have looked up at an unfamiliar sky through the frightening leaves and shivered as he found what a grotesque thing a rose is and how raw the sunlight was upon the scarcely created grass. A new world, material without being real, where poor ghosts, breathing dreams like air, drifted fortuitously about... like that ashen, fantastic figure gliding toward him through the amorphous trees."
Nick
“Then from the living room I heard a sort of choking murmur and part of a laugh, followed by [a] voice on a clearly artificial note:
'I certainly am awfully glad to see you again.'"
Nick and Daisy
"They're a rotten crowd.... You're worth the whole damn bunch put together."
Nick
"I am still a little afraid of missing something if I forget that, as my father snobbishly suggested, and I snobbishly repeat, a sense of the fundamental decencies is parceled out unequally at birth."
Nick
"My dear... I'm going to give you this dress as soon as I'm through with it. I've got to get another one tomorrow. I'm going to make a list of all the things I've got to get."
Myrtle
"So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past."
Nick
"Reserving judgments is a matter of infinite hope."
Nick
"Sophisticated---God, I'm sophisticated!"
Daisy
"He had thrown himself into it with a creative passion, adding to it all the time, decking it out with every bright feather that drifted his way."
Nick
"So we drove on toward death through the cooling twilight."
Nick
"What was the use of doing great things if I could have a better time telling her what I was going to do?"
Gatsby