The Great Gatsby

by F. Scott Fitzgerald

and now I was going to bring back all such things into my life and become again that most limited of all specialists, the “well-rounded man.”

And I hope she’ll be a fool—that’s the best thing a girl can be in this world, a beautiful little fool.’

The city seen from the Queensboro Bridge is always the city seen for the first time, in its first wild promise of all the mystery and the beauty in the world.

“What’ll we do with ourselves this afternoon?” cried Daisy. “And the day after that, and the next thirty years?” “Don’t be morbid,” Jordan said. “Life starts all over again when it gets crisp in the fall.”

Well, there I was, way off my ambitions, getting deeper in love every minute, and all of a sudden I didn’t care. What was the use of doing great things if I could have a better time telling her what I was going to do?”