We have great faith, though yours at present is uncrystallized; we have a terrible honesty that all our sophistry cannot destroy and, above all, a childlike simplicity that keeps us from ever being really malicious.

Whenever you feel like criticising any one," he told me, "just remember that all the people in this world haven't had the advantages that you've had.

Whenever you feel like criticising any one, just remember that all of the people in the world haven't had the advantages that you've had.

A new world, material without being real, where poor ghosts, breathing dreams like air, drifted fortuitously about.

There are only the pursued, the pursuing, the busy and the tired.

At the enchanted metropolitan twilight I felt a haunting loneliness sometimes, and felt it in others--poor young clerks who loitered in front of windows waiting until it was time for a solitary restaurant dinner--young clerks in the dusk, wasting the most poignant moments of night and life.

I'm p-paralyzed with happiness." - She laughed again, as if she said something very witty, and held my hand for a moment, looking up into my face, promising that there was no one in the world she so much wanted to see. That was a way she had.

You’ll understand why storms are named after people.

Everyone suspects themselves of at least one of the cardinal virtues...

I have an idea that Gatsby himself didn't believe it would come, and perhaps he no longer cared. If that was true he must have felt that he had lost the old warm world, paid a high price for living too long with a single dream, He must have looked up at an unfamiliar sky through frightening leaves and shivered as he found what a grotesque thing a rose is...