When I looked once more for Gatsby he had vanished, and I was alone again in the unquiet darkness.
If you’ve ever stood in the night alone, you’ve heard how relative quiet can be more than silence, and this turn of phrase captures it precisely. Only a few lines on this page, and this phrase is the one that sticks with me. I’m capturing the phrases and sentences that stay with me for the resonance of the writing, but the first chapter ends here with a classic image I have to cite: Involuntarily I glanced seaward – and distinguished nothing except a single green light, minute and far away, that might have been the end of a dock. One of the most famous bits of symbolism in all of literature, the green light representing the dream, the girl, the distance between ambition and class. When he wrote it, did Fitzgerald realize this was to become the legendary totem that it did?