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The Great Gatsby Quotes

45 of the best book quotes from The Great Gatsby
  1. #1
    “Angry, and half in love with her, and tremendously sorry, I turned away.”
  2. #2
    “There must have been moments even that afternoon when Daisy tumbled short of his dreams -- not through her own fault, but because of the colossal vitality of his illusion. It had gone beyond her, beyond everything. 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. No amount of fire or freshness can challenge what a man will store up in his ghostly heart.”
  3. #3
    “So we drove on toward death through the cooling twilight.”
  4. #4
    “And I like large parties. They’re so intimate. At small parties there isn’t any privacy.”
  5. #5
    “And so with the sunshine and the great bursts of leaves growing on the trees, just as things grow in fast movies, I had that familiar conviction that life was beginning over again with the summer.”
  6. #6
    “I was within and without, simultaneously enchanted and repelled by the inexhaustible variety of life.”
  7. #7
    “I couldn’t forgive him or like him, but I saw that what he had done was, to him, entirely justified. It was all very careless and confused.”
  8. #8
    “I wasn’t actually in love, but I felt a sort of tender curiosity.”
  9. #9
    “Let us learn to show our friendship for a man when he is alive and not after he is dead.”
  1. #10
    “His heart beat faster and faster as Daisy’s white face came up to his own. He knew that when he kissed this girl, and forever wed his unutterable visions to her perishable breath, his mind would never romp again like the mind of God. So he waited, listening for a moment longer to the tuning fork that had been struck upon a star. Then he kissed her. At his lips’ touch she blossomed like a flower and the incarnation was complete.”
  2. #11
    “You see I usually find myself among strangers because I drift here and there trying to forget the sad things that happened to me.”
  3. #12
    “Reserving judgements is a matter of infinite hope.”
  4. #13
    “There are only the pursued, the pursuing, the busy and the tired.”
  5. #14
    “Can’t repeat the past?…Why of course you can!”
  6. #15
    “Life starts all over again when it gets crisp in the fall.”
  7. #16
    “I felt a haunting loneliness sometimes, and felt it in others--young clerks in the dusk, wasting the most poignant moments of night and life.”
  8. #17
    “In his blue gardens men and girls came and went like moths among the whisperings and the champagne and the stars.”
  9. #18
    “They were careless people, Tom and Daisy—they smashed up things and . . . then retreated back into their money . . . and let other people clean up the mess they had made.”

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  1. #19
    “You see I think everything’s terrible anyhow, she went on . . . Everybody thinks so—the most advanced people. And I know. I’ve been everywhere and seen everything and done everything . . . Sophisticated—God, I’m sophisticated!”
  2. #20
    “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 parcelled out unequally at birth.”
  3. #21
    “In my younger and more vulnerable years my father gave me some advice that I’ve been turning over in my mind ever since. ‘Whenever you feel like criticizing any one,’ he told me, ‘just remember that all the people in this world haven’t had the advantages that you’ve had.’”
  4. #22
    “‘You make me feel uncivilized, Daisy,’ I confessed on my second glass of corky but rather impressive claret. ‘Can’t you talk about crops or something?’”
  5. #23
    “I hope she’ll be a fool—that’s the best thing a girl can be in this world, a beautiful little fool.”
  6. #24
    “He had one of those rare smiles with a quality of eternal reassurance in it, that you may come across four or five times in life. It faced, or seemed to face, the whole external world for an instant and then concentrated on you with an irresistible prejudice in your favor. It understood you just as far as you wanted to be understood, believed in you as you would like to believe in yourself.”
  7. #25
    “The truth was that Jay Gatsby, of West Egg, Long Island, sprang from his Platonic conception of himself. He was a son of God—a phrase which, if it means anything, means just that—and he must be about His Father’s business, the service of a vast, vulgar, and meretricious beauty. So he invented just the sort of Jay Gatsby that a seventeen year old boy would be likely to invent, and to this conception he was faithful to the end.”
  8. #26
    “That’s my Middle West . . . the street lamps and sleigh bells in the frosty dark. . . . I see now that this has been a story of the West, after all—Tom and Gatsby, Daisy and Jordan and I, were all Westerners, and perhaps we possessed some deficiency in common which made us subtly unadaptable to Eastern life.”
  9. #27
    “Gatsby believed in the green light, the orgastic future that year by year recedes before us. It eluded us then, but that’s 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.”
  1. #28
    “All I kept thinking about, over and over, was ‘You can’t live forever; you can’t live forever.”
  2. #29
    “No amount of fire or freshness can challenge what a man will store up in his ghostly heart.”
  3. #30
    “It takes two to make an accident.”
  4. #31
    “He looked at her the way all women want to be looked at by a man.”
  5. #32
    “If personality is an unbroken series of successful gestures, then there was something gorgeous about him.”
  6. #33
    “Every one suspects himself of at least one of the cardinal virtues, and this is mine: I am one of the few honest people that I have ever known.”
  7. #34
    “There is no confusion like the confusion of a simple mind…”
  8. #35
    “...and for a moment I thought I loved her. But I am slow-thinking and full of interior rules that act as brakes on my desires”
  9. #36
    “Do you ever wait for the longest day of the year and then miss it? I always wait for the longest day of the year and then miss it!”

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  1. #37
    “I’ve been drunk for about a week now, and I thought it might sober me up to sit in a library.”
  2. #38
    “Life is much more successfully looked at from a single window.”
  3. #39
    “The exhilarating ripple of her voice was a wild tonic in the rain.”
  4. #40
    Daisy was young and her artificial world was redolent of orchids and pleasant, cheerful snobbery and orchestras which set the rhythm of the year, summing up the sadness and suggestiveness of life in new tunes.
  5. #41
    “They’re such beautiful shirts,” she sobbed, her voice muffled in the thick folds. “It makes me sad because I’ve never seen such—such beautiful shirts before.”
  6. #42
    “Oh, you want too much!” she cried to Gatsby. “I love you now—isn’t that enough? I can’t help what’s past.” She began to sob helplessly. “I did love him once—but I loved you too.”
  7. #43
    I’m p-paralyzed with happiness.
  8. #44
    It was the kind of voice that the ear follows up and down, as if each speech is an arrangement of notes that will never be played again. Her face was sad and lovely with bright things in it, bright eyes and a bright passionate mouth, but there was an excitement in her voice that men who had cared for her found difficult to forget: a singing compulsion, a whispered “Listen,” a promise that she had done gay, exciting things just a while since and that there were gay, exciting things hovering in the next hour.
  9. #45
    “Her voice is full of money,” he said suddenly.
    That was it. I’d never understood before. It was full of money—that was the inexhaustible charm that rose and fell in it, the jingle of it, the cymbals’ song of it.
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