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Moral Attention Forever


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This was an assignment for english last year based on quotes from The Great Gatsby. (hence the page numbers along the side)


[My] throat, full of aching, grieving beauty, told only of [my] unexpected joy.                  (89)


I felt that I wanted the world to be in uniform and at a sort of moral attention forever.     (2)    


[I] tossed half-sick between grotesque reality and savage, frightening dreams.            (147)


I couldn’t muster up a single commonplace out of the thousand that were in my head. (87)    


[his]... name [was]...


a melodious name of flowers and months


or the sterner ones of the great American capitalists...                       (63)


[he] understood... [me] just as far as... [I] wanted to be understood.                             (48)



… the promise of a decade of loneliness,


a thinning list of single men to know,


a thinning briefcase of enthusiasm...                                   (135)


[he] smiled understandingly... ...[a] rare smile [of]... eternal reassurance...                       (48)



Human sympathy has its limits,


and [I was] content to let all [his] tragic arguments fade with the city lights behind.        (135)


for an instant... [he] concentrated on [me] with an irresistible prejudice in [my] favor      (48)


by God it was awful                                            (179)



I sat down and cried like a baby                                    (179)


...as I sat there brooding on the old, unknown world...                        (180)


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