15 posts tagged the great gatsby

…an extraordinary gift for hope’

That’s the essential fact of Gatsby and also all romantic leads that have come since, like I don’t care if you’re talking about Edward Cullen or the dude from The Notebook or Miles Halter- all of them share an extraordinary gift for hope, right? All of them share this creepy belief that if I can just get what I dream of I’ll be happy.

— John Green (Gatsby’s American Dream: Reading the Great Gatsby Critically, Chapter 1)

❝ The Great Gatsby is in many ways a novel about the American Dream but it’s also more universal than that because one we’ve done a really good job of exporting the American Dream and also two the American dream was never that uniquely American – it’s actually kind of a universal dream these days but one of the charming things about Americans is that we see things that belong to the world and then we’re like, “that’s American. ❞

— John Green

❝ Reserving judgments is a matter of infinite hope. 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. ❞

— The Great Gatsby- F. Scott Fitzgerald

❝ The exhilarating ripple of her voice was a wild tonic in the rain. I had to follow the sound of it for a moment, up and down, with my ear alone, before any words came through. ❞

— The Great Gatsby- F. Scott Fitzgerald

❝ 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. ❞

— F. Scott Fitzgerald- The Great Gatsby

Just had half a jar of Nutella while watching John Green talk about the Great Gatsby. I regret nothing. NOTHING. NOTHINGNOTHINGNOTHING. burp.

he’s always watching

he’s always watching

❝ 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 for him like a flower and the incarnation was complete.”
- F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby, Ch. 6 ❞
❝ Everyone 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.”
- F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby, Ch. 3 ❞
❝ they looked back at me, remotely, possessed by intense life.”
- F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby, Ch. 5 ❞