I’ve been drunk for about a week now, and I thought it might sober me up to sit in a library.
— The Great Gatsby
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—to-morrow we will run faster, stretch out our arms further… . And one fine morning——
So we beat on, boats against the current, bourne back ceaselessly into the past.
