Your life on earth will be, as always, the interval between two significant glances in a mundane mirror.

That was always my experience-a poor boy in a rich town; a poor boy in a rich boy's school; a poor boy in a rich man's club at Princeton .... However, I have never been able to forgive the rich for being rich, and it has colored my entire life and works.

Life is much more successfully looked at from a single window.

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.

i'm a slave to my emotions, to my likes, to my hatred of boredom, to most of my desires

My latest tendency is to collapse about 11:00 and with the tears flowing from my eyes or the gin rising to their level and leaking over, and tell interested friends or acquaintances that I haven't a friend in the world and likewise care for nobody.

Happiness, remarked Maury Noble one day, is only the first hour after the alleviation of some especially intense misery.