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经典名著《了不起的盖茨比》阅读片段
The Great Gatsby
Chapter 5, Nick, on Gatsby's idealization of Daisy.
The truth was that Jay Gatsby, of West Egg, Long Island, sprang from his Platonic conception of himself. He was a son of God-a phrase which, if it means anything, means just that-and he must be about His Father's business, the service of a vast, vulgar, and meretricious beauty. So he invented just the sort of Jay Gatsby that a seventeen year old boy would be likely to invent, and to this conception he was faithful to the end.
The Great Gatsby
Chapter 6.
It is invariably saddening to look through new eyes at things upon which you have expended your own powers of adjustment.
The Great Gatsby
Chapter 6.
She was appalled by West Egg...by its raw vigor that chafed...and by the too obtrusive fate that herded its inhabitants along a short-cut from nothing to nothing. She saw something awful in the very simplicity she failed to understand.
The Great Gatsby
Chapter 6, on Daisy.
He wanted to recover something, some idea of himself perhaps, that had gone into loving Daisy. His life had been confused and disordered since then, but if he could once return to a certain starting place and go over it all slowly, he could find out what that thing was.
The Great Gatsby
Chapter 6, on Gatsby.
Can't repeat the past?…Why of course you can!
The Great Gatsby
Chapter 6, Gatsby.
He knew that when he kissed this girl, and forever wed his unutterable visions to her perishable breath, his mind would never romp again like the mind of God. So he waited, listening for a moment longer to the tuning-fork that had been struck upon a star. Then he kissed her. At his lips' touch she blossomed for him like a flower and the incarnation was complete.
The Great Gatsby
Chapter 6, Gatsby on his first kiss with Daisy.
Daisy and Jordan lay upon an enormous couch, like silver idols weighing down their own white dresses against the singing breeze of the fans.
The Great Gatsby
Chapter 7.
Her voice is full of money.
The Great Gatsby
Chapter 1, Gatsby about Daisy.
It occurred to me that there was no difference between men, in intelligence or race, so profound as the difference between the sick and the well. Wilson was so sick that he looked guilty.
The Great Gatsby
Chapter 7.
There is no confusion like the confusion of a simple mind, and as we drove away Tom was feeling the hot whips of panic. His wife and his mistress, until an hour ago secure and inviolate, were slipping precipitately from his control.
The Great Gatsby
Chapter 7, Nick, on Tom Buchanan.
I love New York on summer afternoons when everyone's away. There's something very sensuous about it - overripe, as if all sorts of funny fruits were going to fall into your hands.
The Great Gatsby
Chapter 7, Jordan.
I suppose the latest thing is to sit back and let Mr. Nobody from Nowhere make love to your wife. Well, if that's the idea you can count me out.
The Great Gatsby
Chapter 7, Tom Buchanan on Gatsby.
With every word she was drawing further and further into herself, so he gave that up, and only the dead dream fought on as the afternoon slipped away, trying to touch what was no longer tangible, struggling unhappily, undespairingly, toward that lost voice across the room.
The Great Gatsby
Chapter 7.
....the promise of a decade of loneliness, a thinning list of single men to know, a thinning briefcase of enthusiasm, thinning hair. But there was Jordan beside me, who, unlike Daisy, was too wise ever to carry well-forgotten dreams from age to age....So we drove on toward death through the cooling twilight.
The Great Gatsby
Chapter 7.
Daisy and Tom were sitting opposite each other at the kitchen table....They weren't happy...yet they weren't unhappy either. There was an unmistakable air of natural intimacy about the picture, and anybody would have said that they were conspiring together.
The Great Gatsby
Chapter 7.
It excited him, too, that many men had already loved Daisy - it increased her value in his eyes.
The Great Gatsby
Chapter 8.
God knows what you've been doing, everything you've been doing. You may fool me, but you can't fool God!
The Great Gatsby
Chapter 8.
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