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The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald really is that good. This is my first re-read in decades, and at first I thought I'd made a mistake picking it up again. The beginning struck me as stilted and silly. But then, suddenly, it took off and became just as beautiful and moving as I'd recalled. It struck the elder Gal differently than it did the adolescent Gal, but it still touched me.
A passage that resonated with me then and still rings loud and clear is this exchange between Jordan and Nick:
"You said a bad driver was only safe until she met another bad driver. Well, I met another bad driver. I mean it was careless of me to make such a wrong guess. I thought you were rather an honorable, straightforward person. I thought it was your secret pride."
"I'm thirty," I said. "I'm five years too old to lie to myself and call it honor."
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