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

"I’ve been drunk for about a week now, and I thought it might sober me up to sit in a library."

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

"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."

"Angry, and half in love with her, and tremendously sorry, I turned away."

"So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past."