My dream had become my reality: my old life was a discarded husk.
To see things as they really were--what an empoverishment!
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.
It's better to write about things you feel than about things you know about.
The past is a foreign country; they do things differently there.
Readers tend to devour short stories on a newssheet, but would be disinclined to read them in collections