Quotes From Great Gatsby Movie Novels & Stories

“Because ‘why’ isn’t a conversation that I can have with people like you,” she replied calmly, “Discussing ‘why’ with you guys would be as ludicrous as discussing morality with you.” The man looked at her, gradually shedding the theatrics on his face away. After a while, he smiled and said, “I really couldn’t tell at first, Miss Carraway. You’re actually pretty wise.” ‘I cannot agree. I mustn’t agree. Besides, this would be an impossible feat. Edward Levin carries a gun. He will kill me in an instant!‘

“You think I don’t know that you were practically begging him to fuck you? And now you have the audacity to call me a whore? Bitch Please.” “Stop.” The doctor steps between us. “This is a medical facility. If you continue, I must ask you to leave. Mrs. Gatsby, you need rest.” Alessia sneers at me “This isn’t over.” and stalks out of the room, Leonardo following.

The next part of the scene emphasized a bed, a very luxurious one, and anyone could tell there was a figure beneath it. Scarlett was not really paying enough attention to the movie. Her mind just kept wandering off to her mobile, inside her bag… not until she heard loud music and Joy screamed, “Oh, my god!” ~”Saturday mornin', jumped out of bed And put on my best suit”~ Looking at the cinema, Scarlett’s eyes rounded, and her mouth fell to the floor!

"What are you talking about? We closed all those loopholes." Sophia maintains her unwavering gaze, a triumphant smile playing on her lips. "Did we?" she asked, her voice dripping with confidence. Noticing the shift in Alexander's demeanor, Sophia feels a surge of satisfaction. She turns to leave, but she swiftly moves back towards him. Close enough that he can catch a whiff of the light, alluring fragrance of her Chanel Les Exclusifs Gardenia. Sophia leans in, her eyes captivating as she whispers seductively, "You know, Mr. Stone, I love The Godfather too. But my favorite quote is spoken by Calo. Do you know which one that is? No?"

The quote for this picture said: Don’t take life too seriously. You’re not getting out of it alive. From the passenger seat, Isobel burst out laughing. “Oh my God, that’s hilarious.” Holding her side, she rolled to face me. “Who is it a quote from?” Her eyes glittered with joy and I had to admit, it felt nice, knowing she realized I’d made sure to find out the answer to that question already. “Elbert Hubbard,” I said. “Or at least, it’s similar to one of his quotes.”

I'm in my fucking pyjamas and I have nothing to wear because he stole everything else. Shit! Oh well, everything's replaceable apart from family and food and Leonardo DiCaprio the YOUNG VERSION of course. I went on to another motorway and on the way, I slowed with my mind at rest knowing I lost him. A car came revving its engine right besides mine. Narcissus and his ugly smile.

To think that Atlas himself did not want the weekend to end made me feel so happy! “My parents will be back as early as they can on Sunday. They told me so.” I said recounting the goodbye we had shared before my parents went away. There was a brief moment of silence and then Atlas spoke. “I’m going to miss you.” He said in his usual tone as if it was the most normal thing for him to say. He didn’t know that those words sent a lot of sparks through my body. We were both on the blanketed ground watching the large screen that was playing ‘My Fair Lady’ another of Audrey Hepburn’s movies .

It was that naiveté that made her all the more endearing. “‘I’m not bad, I’m just drawn that way,’” she whispered and he frowned in puzzlement. “Huh?” She smiled. “It’s a line from the movie. Jessica says it to the detective when he accuses her of scamming Roger.” He smiled. This girl was something else. “I don’t think you’re bad,” he murmured moving in to nuzzle her neck and breathe in the scent of her perfume. “I think you’re perfect.”

I smiled and nodded. They said bye to both of us and slipped into the car and left. " Enjoyed the evening, beautiful?? " Gautam asked me. " Yes, I enjoyed the comedy movie. It was really funny. " " What about the second one? I enjoyed it a lot... The best movie I ever saw. " " Seriously?? What was so great about it? " " You were holding my hand as if your life depended on it. How am I going to explain these marks on my hand? People will think that I did something wild tonight. " He was smiling like anything.

“We can focus on Gatsby himself and his illusion of love.” Marcus leaned back in his chair, his voice thoughtful. “Or how he’s obsessed with recreating the past. That’s his whole tragedy.” Amber rolled her eyes slightly. “Or we could keep it light,” she said. “Just talk about the parties and how rich he is.” I hesitated, then spoke softly. “Well, that’s not really the point of his character… I guess.” She didn’t answer, she just gave a faint shrug and looked elsewhere. As I glanced between them, I couldn’t shake the feeling forming in my chest. Amber seemed like the nonchalant type. And from her body language, I sensed something I couldn’t quite name yet.