My generation of radicals and breakers-down never found anything to take the place of the old virtues of work and courage and the old graces of courtesy and politeness.

I was thirty. Before me stretched the portentous, menacing road of a new decade.

He had angered Providence by resisting too many temptations. There was nothing left but heaven, where he would meet only those who, like him, had wasted earth.

I thought of Gatsby's wonder when he first picked out the green light at the end of Daisy's dock. He had come a long way to this lawn and his dream must have seemed so close that he could hardly fail to grasp it. He did not know that it was already behind him. [- Nick Carroway]

Men get to be a mixture of the charming mannerisms of the women they have known.

Her beauty climbed the rolling slope, it came into the room, rustling ghost-like through the curtains.

Having once found the intensity of art, nothing else that can happen in life can ever again seem as important as the creative process.