«The Great Gatsby» adlı sesli kitaptan alıntılar, sayfa 70

He head a big future before him, you know. He was only a young man, but he had a lot of brain power.

He had reached an age where death no longer has the quality of ghastly surprise.

He had lost the old warm world, paid a high price for living too long with a single dream.

They're a rotten croud. You're worth the whole damn bunch put together.

What was the use of doing great things if I could have a better time telling her what I was going to do?

He took her because he had no real right to touch her hand.

I left him standing there in the moonlight - watching over nothing.

I love you now - isn't that enough? I can't help what's past.

I love New York on a summer afternoons when everyone's away. There's something very sensuous about it over ripe, as if all sorts of funny fruits were going to fall into your hands.

There is no confusion like the confusion of a simple mind.