Human sympathy has its limits. - F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby

"I was within and without, simultaneously enchanted and repelled by the inexhaustible variety of life."

"Ah,"she cried, "you look so cool."Their eyes met, and they stared together at each other, alone in space. With an effort she glanced down at the table.You always look so cool,"she repeated.She had told him that she loved him, and Tom Buchanan saw."

"I wasn't actually in love, but I felt a sort of tender curiosity."

"Life is much more successfully looked at from a single window."

"And so with the sunshine and the great bursts of leaves growing on the trees, just as things grow in fast movies, I had that familiar conviction that life was beginning over again with the summer."