THE CAR in Classic Quotes
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Quotes from The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald
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1 He says he knows the car that did it.
2 Very well, then, I won't sell you the car at all.
3 No, but the car passed me down the road, going faster'n forty.
4 As we got out of the car he glanced at me and frowned slightly.
5 He was crazy enough to kill me if I hadn't told him who owned the car.
6 I got to West Egg by a side road," he went on, "and left the car in my garage.
7 When I passed the ashheaps on the train that morning I had crossed deliberately to the other side of the car.
8 After a moment the proprietor emerged from the interior of his establishment and gazed hollow-eyed at the car.
9 In one of the windows over the garage the curtains had been moved aside a little and Myrtle Wilson was peering down at the car.
10 A damp streak of hair lay like a dash of blue paint across her cheek and her hand was wet with glistening drops as I took it to help her from the car.
11 I went up to New York with Tom on the train one afternoon and when we stopped by the ashheaps he jumped to his feet and taking hold of my elbow literally forced me from the car.
12 A man in a long duster had dismounted from the wreck and now stood in the middle of the road, looking from the car to the tire and from the tire to the observers in a pleasant, puzzled way.
13 The hard brown beetles kept thudding against the dull light and whenever Michaelis heard a car go tearing along the road outside it sounded to him like the car that hadn't stopped a few hours before.
14 The straw seats of the car hovered on the edge of combustion; the woman next to me perspired delicately for a while into her white shirtwaist, and then, as her newspaper dampened under her fingers, lapsed despairingly into deep heat with a desolate cry.
15 Already it was deep summer on roadhouse roofs and in front of wayside garages, where new red gas-pumps sat out in pools of light, and when I reached my estate at West Egg I ran the car under its shed and sat for a while on an abandoned grass roller in the yard.