A big man has no time really to do anything but just sit and be big.
F. Scott Fitzgerald
I don't give a damn about you now, but it was a new experience for me and I felt a little dizzy for a while.
Just as Daisy's house had always seemed to him more mysterious and gay than other houses, so his idea of the city itself, even though she was gone from it, was pervaded with a melancholy beauty.
I had traded the fight against love for the fight against loneliness, the fight against life for the fight against death.
You've got an awfully kissable mouth.
I thought of Gatsby's wonder when he first picked out the green light at the end of Daisy's dock. He had come a long way to this lawn and his dream must have seemed so close that he could hardly fail to grasp it. He did not know that it was already behind him.