The Middle West now seemed like the ragged edge of the universe so I decided to go East and learn the bond business.

For a while I lost sight of Jordan Baker and then in mid-summer I found her again.

I would tell you the rest of the story but I might puke if I did.

Donald Trump endorsed the suggestion of a registry of Muslims in the U.S. and he suggested barring Muslims from entering the country.

Obama offered both reassurance that they belong in America and a lecture on the importance of religious freedom.

He didn’t care if you’d packed something or not and had it way in the top of the closet.

When I came home to the West Egg that night I was afraid for a moment that my house was on fire.

His teeth were always mossy-looking and his ears were always dirty as hell but he was always cleaning his fingernails.

Conduct may be founded on the hard rock or the wet marshes but after a certain point I don’t care what it’s founded on.

When I came back from the East last autumn I felt that I wanted the world to be in uniform and at a sort of moral attention forever.

I graduated from New Haven in 1915, just a quarter of a century after my father and a little later I participated in that delayed Teutonic migration known as the Great War.

Macklemore and Woods didn’t know each other before working together on the song and they recalled to Cornish some pretty intense exchanges over the lyrics and the point of view.

One week later, the hand and the scalpel are back to carefully extricate the center of a Reese’s peanut butter cup and replace it with the cream filling from an oreo cookie.

He wanted nothing less of Daisy than that she should go to Tom and tell him that she had never loved him.

The practical thing was to find rooms in the city but it was a warm season and I had just left a country of wide lawns and friendly trees so when a young man at the office suggested that we take a house together in a commuting town it sounded like a great idea.

I began to like the racy, adventurous feel of New York at night and the satisfaction that the constant flicker of men and women and machines gives to the restless eye.

A universe of ineffable gaudiness spun itself out in his brain while the clock ticked on the washstand and the moon soaked with wet light his tangled clothes upon the floor.

It was the United States of America in the cold late spring of 1967 and the market was steady and the G.N.P. high and a great many articulate people seemed to have a sense of high social purpose and it might have been a spring of brave hopes and national promise but it was not and more and more people had the uneasy apprehension that it was not.