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...

Good manners are an admission that everybody is so tender that they have to be handled with gloves. Now, human respect — you don't call a man a coward or a liar lightly, but if you spend your life sparing people's feelings and feeding their vanity, you get so you can't distinguish what should be respected in them.

"Want any of this stuff? Jordan?... Nick?"
I didn't answer.
Nick?" he asked again.
What?"
Want any?"
No... I just remembered that today's my birthday."
I was thirty. Before me stretched the portentous, menacing road of a new decade.

Dick walked beside her, feeling her unhappiness, and wanting to drink the rain that touched her cheek.