I felt that I wanted the world to be in uniform and at a sort of moral attention forever; I wanted no more riotous excursions with privileged glimpses into the human heart.

Ah," she cried, "you look so cool." Their eyes met, and they stared together at each other, alone in space. With an effort she glanced down at the table. You always look so cool," she repeated. She had told him that she loved him, and Tom Buchanan saw.

I am too much a moralist at heart, and really want to preach at people in some acceptable form, rather than entertain them.

Selfish people are in a way terribly capable of great loves.

I was within and without. Simultaneously enchanted and repelled by the inexhaustible variety of life.

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

Over the great bridge, with the sunlight through the girders making a constant flicker upon the moving cars, with the city rising up across the river in white heaps and sugar lumps all built with a wish out of non-olfactory money. The city seen from the Queensboro Bridge is always the city seen for the first time, in its first wild promise of all the mystery and the beauty in the world.