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 wi… - F. Scott Fitzgerald

It eluded us then, but that’s no matter — tomorrow we will run faster, stretch out our arms farther. . . . And then one fine morning — So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.

no matter - tomorrow we will run faster, stretch out our arms farther. . . And then one fine morning — So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.

So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past..

Tomorrow we will run faster, stretch out our arms farther...

He had no plans, no definite intentions, except to kiss her lips again, to hold her in his arms.

I was rather literary in college — one year I wrote a series of very solemn and obvious editorials for the 'Yale News.' — and now I was going to bring back all such things into my life and become again that most limited of all specialists, the 'well-rounded man.' This isn’t just an epigram — life is much more successfully looked at from a single window, after all.

They were still in the happier stages of love. They were full of brave illusions about each other, tremendous illusions, so that the communion of self with self seemed to be on a plane where no other human relations mattered.