Beautiful...
Mar. 9th, 2002 01:04 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
silversolitaire"And with the awful realization that New York was a city after all and not a universe, the whole shining edifice that he had reared in his imagination came crashing to the ground. [...]
Thus I take leave of my lost city. Seen from the ferry boat in the early morning, it no longer whispers of fantastic success and eternal youth. [...]
So perhaps I am destined to return some day and find in the city new experiences that so far I have only read about. For the moment I can only cry out that I have lost my splendid mirage. Come back, come back, O glittering and white!"
- F.Scott Fitzgerald, My Lost City
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"I began to bawl because I had everything I wanted and knew I would never be so happy again."
- F. Scott Fitzgerald, My Lost City
Thus I take leave of my lost city. Seen from the ferry boat in the early morning, it no longer whispers of fantastic success and eternal youth. [...]
So perhaps I am destined to return some day and find in the city new experiences that so far I have only read about. For the moment I can only cry out that I have lost my splendid mirage. Come back, come back, O glittering and white!"
- F.Scott Fitzgerald, My Lost City
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"I began to bawl because I had everything I wanted and knew I would never be so happy again."
- F. Scott Fitzgerald, My Lost City
