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MAKE ME CHOOSE — @midaregamis asked andrew minyard or the great gatsby

And as I sat there brooding on the old, unknown world, I thought of Gatsby’s wonder when he first picked out the green light at the end of Daisy’s dock. He had come a long way to this blue lawn, and his dream must have seemed so close that he could hardly fail to grasp it. He did not know that it was already behind him, somewhere back in that vast obscurity beyond the city, where the dark fields of the republic rolled on under the night. Gatsby believed in the green light, the orgastic future that year by year recedes before us. It eluded us then, but that's no matter—tomorrow we will run faster, stretch out our arms farther. . . .

So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.

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books read in 2016 - 2017 : the great gatsby by f. scott fitzgerald

They’re a rotten crowd. You’re worth the whole damn bunch put together.

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

The Great Gatsby (2013) dir. Baz Luhrmann

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books I’ve (re)read in 2017: the great gatsby by f. scott fitzgerald

“And as I sat there brooding on the old, unknown world, I thought of Gatsby’s wonder when he first picked out the green light at the end of Daisy’s dock. He had come a long way to this blue lawn, and his dream must have seemed so close that he could hardly fail to grasp it. He did not know that it was already behind him, somewhere back in that vast obscurity beyond the city, where the dark fields of the republic rolled on under the night. Gatsby believed in the green light, the orgastic future that year by year recedes before us. It eluded us then, but that's no matter—to-morrow we will run faster, stretch out our arms farther. . . . And one fine morning—— So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.”