“She’s got an indiscreet voice,” I remarked.
“It’s full of -” I hesitated.
“Her voice is full of money,” he said suddenly.
That was it. I’d never understood before. It was full of money—that was the inexhaustible charm that rose and fell in it, the jingle of it, the cymbals’ song of it… High in a white palace the king’s daughter, the golden girl… .
You must understand that I like all things that are modern. Presses the orange... it all comes out there.
— If it wasn't for the mist, we could see the green light.
— What green light?
— The one that burns all night at the end of your dock.
Possibly...it had occurred to Gatsby that the colossal significance of that light had vanished forever.
— No one's met him. They say he's third cousin to the Kaiser and second cousin to the devil.
— I'm afraid I haven't been a very good host. You see... I'm Gatsby.