"Gatsby believed in the green light, the orgiastic 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."
Francis Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby
caro vecchio buon Gatsby.
RispondiElimina:) ogni tanto ritorno.
ah! sono soreta!
RispondiEliminaBentornata, sister!
RispondiEliminaCaro vecchio buon Gatsby, infatti...