“The flowers were unnecessary…”
“…for at two o’clock a greenhouse arrived from Gatsby’s, with innumerable receptacles to contain it.”
“The exhilarating ripple of her voice…”
“…was a wild tonic in the rain.”
“Aware of the loud beating of my own heart…”
“…I pulled the door to against the increasing rain.”
“Luckily the clock took this moment to tilt dangerously…”
“…at the pressure of his head, whereupon he turned and caught it with trembling fingers, and set it back in place.”
“But there was a change in Gatsby that was simply confounding…”
“…He literally glowed; without a word or a gesture of exultation a new well being radiated from him and filled the little room.”
“Im glad, Jay…”
“…Her throat, full of aching, grieving, beauty told only of her unexpected joy.”
“He hadn’t once ceased looking at Daisy, and I think he revalued everything in his house according to the measure of response it drew from her well loved eyes…”
“…Sometimes too, he stared around at his possessions in a dazed way, as though in her actual and astounding presence none of it was any longer real. Once he nearly toppled down a flight of stairs.”
“They’re such beautiful shirts,” she sobbed…”
“…her voice muffled in the thick folds.
“It makes me sad because I’ve never seen such—such beautiful shirts before.”
“Now it was again a green light on a dock….”
“…His count of enchanted objects had diminished by one.”
'’Look at that,” she whispered, and then after a moment….”
“…Id like to just get one of those pink clouds and put you in it and push you around.”
“There must have been moments even that afternoon when Daisy…”
“…tumbled short
of his dreams-not through her own fault, but because of the colossal vitality of his illusion.”
“I think that voice held him most, with its fluctuating, feverish warmth…”
“…because it couldn’t be over-dreamed that voice was a deathless song….”
“Then i went out of the room and down the marble steps…”
“…. Into the rain, leaving them there together.”
