Character: Nick Carraway. Page 1

He early learned women and spoiled them, learned them to despise the young and the virgin for the inexperience, others because they raised a fuss over much, that for him, in his boundless egocentrism was in order.

Thirty it meant another ten years of loneliness, fewer friends-singles, less unspent forces, less of hair on the head. But it was near the Jordan, unlike Daisy tend not naive to carry him from year to year, long-forgotten dream.

She was wearing a costume for the game of Golf, and I remember it seemed like a picture from a sports magazine defiantly raised chin, hair the color of autumn leaves, sunburn on the face the same coffee color as sports gloves lying in her lap.

Alone and a little embarrassed, I decided to get roaring drunk.

James Gatz - that was his real name or, at least, legitimate name.

By a strange coincidence, ' I said.
And it's not a coincidence.
- What do you mean?
Gatsby purposely bought the house, because he knew that Daisy would be just across the Bay.

And I imagined that I too in a rush, waiting for the fun and sharing their intimate excitement, I wished these people good.

I've been here, but I was there too, fascinated and at the same time scared endless variety of life.

The lights grow brighter as the earth lurches away from the sun.

... and again to be the most narrow of all professionals - the so-called broad-minded.

I'm still afraid of missing something if I forget that flair to basic moral values allotted to nature is not all to the same degree.

She felt self-conscious among those who simply never could have imagined that there are things not quite consistent with the generally accepted norms of behavior.

She always seemed to bear the idea that circumstances may not arise in her favor, and she must be early accustomed to the unseemly antics that helped her to look at the world from this cold, cocky smile, and at the same time to pander to every whim of his elastic, strong body.

This ability of instant response had nothing to do with flabby impressionability, magnificently referred to as the "artistic temperament" - it was a rare gift hope, a romantic crush, I never have never met and probably never meet.