Been difficult to find the joys this week~just kind of a sludgy January week where viruses are lurking and exams are piling on and the snow is brown and iced and I won't even touch on the insanity of national policitcs. Walking back from the library tonight, I saw a green dock light and immediately pulled Gatsby off the shelf for the great last paragraph.
"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 further....And one fine morning~
So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past."
Lovely - but what the heck is the light!?
ReplyDeleteSome kind of boat/dock/pier/don't run aground signal? That's my guess.
DeleteWell, facing a gloomy day/week, I never would have thought of Gatsby! If that's the last paragraph, perhaps I should read the book. There's a library nearby . . .
ReplyDeleteI am so enjoying re-reading classics. They're even more enjoyable when you know you don't need to write a paper on them!
DeleteTrue story, Laurie.
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