Friday, 19 April 2013


"In his blue gardens men and girls came and went like moths among the whisperings, the champagne and the stars"

"Every Friday five crates of oranges and lemons arrived from a fruiterer in New York - every Monday these same oranges and lemons left his back door in a pyramid of pulpless halves."

"I was within and without, simultaneously enchanted and repelled by the inexhaustible variety of life"

"He hadn't once ceased looking at Daisy"

F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby

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