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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.
“Kötü bir anıyı unutmanın en iyi yolu güzel bir tanesiyle değişmektir.”
He talked a lot about the past and I gathered that he wanted to recover something, some idea of himself perhaps, that had gone into loving Daisy.
"Anything can happen now that we've slid over this bridge," I thought; "anything at all..."
Even Gatsby could happen, without any particular wonder.
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