You insisted on thinking of them as angels, even if they were fallen angels.
The past is a foreign country; they do things differently there.
Mr. Scott Fitzgerald deserves a good shaking. Here is an unmistakable talent unashamed of making itself a motley to the view. The Great Gatsby is an absurd story, whether considered as romance, melodrama, or plain record of New York high life.
To see things as they really were--what an empoverishment!
It's better to write about things you feel than about things you know about.
Readers tend to devour short stories on a newssheet, but would be disinclined to read them in collections