Quotes About Ambition

Out of the corner of his eye Gatsby saw that the blocks of the sidewalks really formed a ladder and mounted to a secret place above the trees — he could climb to it, if he climbed alone, and once there he could suck on the pap of life, gulp down the incomparable milk of wonder.

Then wear the gold hat, if that will move her; If you can bounce high, bounce for her too, Till she cry "Lover, gold-hatted, high-bouncing lover, I must have you!" —Thomas Parke D'invilliers

F. Scott Fitzgerald

My life, my life has to be like this. It has to keep going up.

Then wear the gold hat, if that will move her; If you can bounce high, bounce for her too, Till she cry "Lover, gold-hatted, high-bouncing lover, I must have you!

The quiet lights in the houses were humming out into the darkness and there was a stir and bustle among the stars. Out of the corner of his eye Gatsby saw that the blocks of the sidewalks really formed a ladder and mounted to a secret place above the trees - he could climb to it, if he climbed alone, and once there he could suck on the pap of life, gulp down the incomparable milk of wonder.

The lawn and drive had been crowded with the faces of those who guessed at his corruption—and he had stood on those steps, concealing his incorruptible dream, as he waved them good-by.

He was born sleepless without a talent for rest or the desire for it. --Cecelia Brady about Stahr

Gatsby croyait en la lumière verte, en l'extatique avenir qui d'année en année recule devant nous. Il nous a échappé ! Qu'importe ! Demain nous courrons plus vite, nos bras s'étendront plus loin... Et un beau matin... C'est ainsi que nous avançons, barques luttant contre un courant qui nous rejette sans cesse vers le passé.

Young men just don't drift coolly out of nowhere and buy a palace on Long Island.

F. Scott Fitzgerald

Well, there I was, 'way off my ambitions, getting deeper in love every minute, and all of a sudden I didn't care.

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 will run faster, stretch out our arms farther…. And one fine morning——

I can do the one hundred things beyond the next thing, but I stub my toe on that

F. Scott Fitzgerald

Fine dives have been made from flimsier spring-boards

it was Mr. Gatsby himself, come out to determine what share was his of our local heavens.

O Gatsby acreditava na luz verde, no orgíaco futuro que, ano após ano, foge e recua diante de nós. Se hoje nos iludiu, pouco importa: amanhã correremos mais depressa, alongaremos mais os braços...Até que uma bela manhã... Assim vamos teimando, proas contra a corrente, incessantemente cortando as águas, a caminho do passado.

Let's build a town where

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 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.

him the appearance of always leaning aggressively forward. Not

Gatsby, he had a grand vision for his life since he was a boy. No amount of fire could ever challenge the fairy tale he had stored up in his heart

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 will run faster, stetch out our arms further...And one fine morning-

Gatsby acreditava na luz verde, no futuro orgástico que, ano após ano, recua diante dos nossos olhos. Nessa altura iludiu-nos, mas não importa - amanhã correremos mais depressa, esticaremos mais os braços... E uma bela manhã...