“I remember all of it, right back to that first night,” Gatsby said. “When she laughed, it was like the inside of her was a church echoing the sound everywhere, like that was the perfect noise of the whole world. And the way she moved her hands … it was birds taking flight, that first moment of them on the air, every time. And I could see a life with her, this glorious kind of life I never imagined for myself. One I thought I could never have.”
