A classic. This book was the best thing that happened to my senior year literature class.
I used to have so many lines from the book memorized (I had no choice, it was for my final exam, I’m not THAT nerdy), but now I’ve forgotten most of them.
I do remember Nick saying Gatsby built a “huge, incoherent failure of a house” and something about how “the vague contour of Jay Gatsby had filled out to the substantiality of a man.”
And of course the one everyone knows, “Her voice is full of money.”
Ah, I remember my Lit teacher kept telling me I hadn’t studied enough for my final and that I was going to do badly. BUT I NAILED IT. It was the best essay I’ve ever written in my life. I used all the writing skills I could muster. I even had the page numbers of the quotes I used memorized!
I wish I could have that essay back, just to see what it says, but the I.B. (the diploma that demanded this exam) never gave it back.
The point is the novel is a masterpiece. It’s written flawlessly (I mean, FITZGERALD, HELLO).
Also, it takes place in the roaring, golden (and short-lived) 20’s, an interesting and glamorous time period during which people seemed to be consumed by a never-ending champagne high, money-money-money, and the oh-so-desired ‘American lifestyle’. Little did they know what was waiting for them in 1929, eh? At least the hopeless dreamers had good taste in music, for it was also when Jazz was at its prime, fully appreciated, as it should’ve been.
GO READ IT.