Baltimore is warm but pleasant... I belong here, where everything is civilized and gay and rotted and polite.

Youth is like having a big plate of candy. Sentimentalists think they want to be in the pure, simple state they were in before they ate the candy. They don't. They just want the fun of eating it all over again.

I'm merely trying to give you the sort of argument that would appeal to your intelligence.

To the wingless a more interesting phenomenon is their (W/E Egg) dissimilarity in every particular except shape and size.

I couldn’t forgive him or like him, but I saw that what he had done was, to him, entirely justified. It was all very careless and confused. They were careless people, Tom and Daisy—they smashed up things and creatures and then retreated back into their money or their vast carelessness, or whatever it was that kept them together, and let other people clean up the mess they had made.

Of the things they possessed in common, greatest of all was their almost uncanny pull at each others hearts.

There is no confusion like the confusion of a simple mind.