Novel & Cerita The Great Gatsby Chapter 1 Quotes

And the ghost inside was waiting for her to turn the lock. (Watch out for Chapter 7) 💬 Add to library | Vote | Comment

"Lawyer, author, mentor, grandmother-to-be, ethical philosopher, first mate... which chapter are we in now?" I leaned into him, looking up at the first stars piercing the urban glow. "I think," I said, "this is the chapter where we stop counting chapters. And just enjoy the story." He squeezed my hand. "Best chapter yet."

"Being is what I do when I'm not afraid. And right now, I'm not afraid." "Good." "Good." --- The waves crash. The stars shine. And somewhere inside the house, two dogs dream of running. But we're not running anymore. We're home. End of Chapter 150

"Night, Gatsby." He opened his eyes, blinked once before curling into a tighter ball, and going back to sleep.

"That's a quote, isn't it?" Her mouth opens, and her eyes widen on him. "Yes Master, it is." Gazing out of the window, he rubs his nose. "I know the reference, but for the life of me, I can't think where from." Charlotte's eyes are glossing.... What's going on here? Michael exchanges a look with me, shrugging and shaking his head. She almost whispers. "It's from 'The Notebooks of Lazarus Long.' taken from Heinlein's 'Time Enough for Love'."

A man whose face I shall not remember long after I've opened my eyes. CHAPTER 1

Outside the window, the rippling waves of the New York harbor moved steadily under the glow of the beautiful early morning light, accompanying the footsteps of their new destiny now cleansed of all the dark shadows of the past. END OF CHAPTER 286.

“Rule one: if I die, bury me sexy. Rule two: if there’s a ghost, we negotiate rent. Rule three: if I find an ex, we salt the earth.” First swing: missed. Hit shin. Second: hit hinge. Then toe. Third: creeeak. Air spilled out, cold and sharp with iron and mold. I raised my bottle. “To poor choices and strong quads.” The chimney groaned softly in disapproval. I smiled at it. “Don’t worry. I’m not scared.” Lie. Great posture.

"Maybe I should just let it go... self-preservation first!" ... "Why is it so chilly in New York City at night?" Quentin inquired. "Come here," I gestured to Quentin. "Let me show you a little gem." Quentin followed me into the master bedroom and spotted an electric heater on the floor. His eyes lit up, and he hurriedly sat on the carpet, reaching out his hands towards the warmth. Seated beside him, I proudly declared, "Isn't it a gem?" Quentin remained silent, enjoying the warmth before deciding to unplug it.

Lee sneered, "Impossible! Young lady, your ambition is too big, you're daydreaming. How could I agree to such a condition? The proverb says, 'greed will overreach itself', don't you understand?" "I am still young, don't understand many profound truths!" Jessica smiled and replied. "Do you behave like this in front of Quincy?" "I've always been like this, greedy and lustful. Quincy knows!" Jessica laughed. Damn it! I don't care about the Gootal Group. If it weren't that he is Quincy's grandfather, who would be willing to listen to his nonsense by staying here!