了不起的盖茨比 精彩对白.doc

精彩对白His smile was one of those rare smiles that you may come across four or five times in life. It seemed to understand you and believe in you, just like you would like to be understood and believed in. Will you still love me when Im no longer young and beautiful? Jay, you cant repeat the past. If I could just get back to the start, I could find it again. Some vision of himself that hed put into loving Daisy. I knew that when I kissed this girl I would be forever wed to her. So I stopped. I stopped, and I. I waited. I waited for a moment longer. He knew his mind would never again be free to romp like the mind of God. That falling in love would change his destiny. forever. She has to go to Tom. and tell him that she never loved him. There had been music from my neighbors all summer. In his blue gardens, men and girls came and went like moths, among the whispering and the laughter and the stars. Tom was feeling the hot whips of panic. His mistress and wife, an hour ago so secure, were both slipping from his control. Gatsby: The only respectable thing about you, old sport, is your money. You money, thats it. I have just as much as you, that means were equal. Tom: Oh, no! No. We are different. I am, they are, she is. Were all different from you. You see, we were born different. Its in our blood. And aint nothing that you can do, say or steal, or dream up, will change that. He began talking excitedly. But with every word, Daisy withdrawing further and further to herself. Thirty. The promise of a decade of loneliness. The formidable stroke of thirty died away. As Gatsby and Daisy drove on through the cooling twilight. towards death. Jay? They are a rotten crowd. You are worth the whole damn bunch put together. I was always glad I said that. It was the only compliment I ever paid him. After Gatsbys death, New York was haunted for me. That city.my once golden shimmering mirage.now made me sick. The moon rose higher. And as I stood there, brooding on an old unknown world, I thought of Gatsbys wonder when he first picked up Daisys green light at the end of Daisys dock. He had come such a long way, and his dream must have seen so close that he could hardly fail to grasp it. but he did not know that was already behind him. Gatsby believed in the green light, the orgastic future that year by year recedes before us. It eluded us then, but thats no matter. Tomorrow we will run faster, st