Gatsby Quotes - Love and the Loss of Dreams Flashcards
“It is what preyed on Gatsby, what foul dust floated in the wake of his dreams.”
Chapter 1, Page 4, top
“He stretched out his arms toward the dark water in a curious way, and , far as I was from him, I could have sworn he was trembling, Involuntarily I glanced seaward - and distinguished nothing except a single green light, minute and far away, that might have been the end of a dock. when I looked once more for Gatsby he had vanished, and I was alone again in the unquiet darkness.”
Chapter 1, Page 16, 1/4 down
[Daisy] “She wouldn’t let go of the letter. She took it into the tub with her and squeezed it up into a wet ball, and only let me leave it in the soap-dish when she saw that it was coming to pieces like snow.”
Chapter 4, Page 49, 3/4 down
[Gatsby] “For a while these reveries provided an outlet for his imagination; they were a satisfactory hint of the unreality of reality, a promise that the rock of the world was founded securely on a fairy’s wing.”
Chapter 6, Page 63, 2/3rds down
“He broke off and began to walk up and down a desolate path of fruit rinds and discarded favors and crushed flowers.”
Chapter 6, Page 70, bottom
[Gatsby loses Daisy] “but with every word she was drawing further and further into herself, so he gave that up, and only the dead dream fought on as the afternoon slipped away, trying to touch what was no longer tangible, struggling unhappily, undespairingly, toward that lost voice across the room.”
Chapter 7, Page 86, 1/3rd down
“On the green sound, stagnant in the heat, one small sail crawled slowly toward the fresher sea.”
Chapter 7, Page 75, 1/4 down
[Gatsby] “he stretched out his hand desperately as if to snatch only a wisp of air, to save a fragment of the spot that she had made lovely for him. But it was all going by too fast now for his blurred eyes and he knew that he had lost that part of it, the freshest and the best, forever.”
Chapter 8, Page 97, 2/3rds down
[Gatsby] “He has 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 and how raw the sunlight was upon the scarcely created grass.”
Chapter 8, Page 103, 1/3rd down
[Tom’s description of Gatsby] “He threw dust into your eyes just like he did in Daisy’s”
Chapter 9, Page 114, 1/4 down
