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.
F. Scott FitzgeraldYou see I usually find myself among strangers because I drift here and there trying to forget the sad things that happened to me.
F. Scott FitzgeraldOf the things they possessed in common, greatest of all was their almost uncanny pull at each others hearts.
F. Scott FitzgeraldI 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.
F. Scott Fitzgerald