pity story, Mulligan and Mr. Lee
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And as I sat there brooding on the old, unknown world, I thought of Gatsby''s wonder when he first picked out the green light at the end of Daisy''s dock. He had come a long way to this blue lawn and his dream must have seemed so close that he could hardly fail to grasp it. He did not know that it was already behind him, somewhere back in that vast obscurity beyond the city, where the dark fields of the republic rolled on under the night.
Gatsby believed in the green light, the orgastic future that year by year recedes before us. It eluded us then, but that''s no matter --tomorrow we will run faster, stretch out our arms farther.... And one fine morning---- So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.
As I sat there reminiscing about that old, unknown world, I thought of Gatsby's surprise when he first recognized the green light at the end of Daisy's pier. He came from a long way and came to this blue lawn. His dream must be close to his fingertips, and it is impossible to miss it. He did not know that the dream had been left behind him, somewhere in the vast chaos beyond the city, where the dark fields of the United States stretched forward in the night.
Gatsby believed in this green light, this lucrative future that fades away before our eyes every year. It slipped out of our quest before, but that's okay--tomorrow we'll run faster and stretch our arms farther... There's always a fine morning...
So we row forward, boat up against the current, Keep going backwards, into the past.
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