Human sympathy has its limits, and we were contented to let all their tragic arguments fade with the city lights behind.
F. Scott FitzgeraldIโve heard it said that Daisyโs murmur was only to make people lean toward her; an irrelevant criticism that made it no less charming.
F. Scott FitzgeraldHere was a new generation, shouting the old cries, learning the old creeds, through a revery of long days and nights; destined finally to go out into that dirty gray turmoil to follow love and pride; a new generation dedicated more than the last to the fear of poverty and the worship of success; grown up to find all Gods dead, all wars fought, all faiths in man shaken.
F. Scott Fitzgerald