"Meretricious Beauty"

My goodness.

The Great Gatsby.

It could quite possibly be my favorite book of all time.
So I'm dedicating this post to it.

As I've been reading, Ive kept track of phrases and quotes and good words I like from it.
Enjoy the following verbiage:

"...dismayed at its ferocious indifference to the drums of his destiny" pg.99

- Insidious
- Platonic
- Meretricious beauty

"...but his heart was in a constant, turbulent riot." [chap. VI]

"A breeze stirred the grey haze of Daisy's fur collar" [chap. VI]

"He hadn't once ceased looking at Daisy, and I think he revalued everything in his house according to the measure of response it drew from her well-loved eyes."
Page 91 [chapter V]

And from the same page:
"Once he nearly toppled down a flight of stairs."

SO CUTE.

"Even Gatsby could happen, without any particular wonder" [pg. 69]

" TOM: How'd you happen to come up this far to eat?
NICK: "I've been having lunch with Mr. Gatsby."
I turned towards Mr. Gatsby, but he was no longer there. " [chap. IV; pg. 74]

"On Sunday morning, while church bells rang in the villages alongshore, the world and its mistress returned to Gatsby's house and twinkled hilariously on his lawn"
[chap. IV; pg. 61]

"If personality is an unbroken series of successful gestures, then there was something gorgeous about him, some heightened sensitivity to the promises of life, as if he were related to one of those intricate machines that register earthquakes ten thousand miles away.
This responsiveness had nothing to do with that flabby impressionability which is dignified under the name of the "creative temperament" --it was an extraordinary gift for hope, a romantic readiness such as I have never found in any other person and which is not likely I shall ever find again. No---Gatsby turned out all right in the end; it's what preyed on Gatsby, what foul dust floated in the wake of his dreams that temporarily closed out my interest in the abortive sorrows and short-winded elations of men."
[chap. I; pg.2]

Wow. Like, honestly.
I don't even know what to say after reading something like that.
And the words he chooses! They are beautiful.
And the way he words things is just...I don't know.
Its more like your drinking the book, than actually reading it.
If that made sense...ha ha.
The back of my books describes it as "breathtaking lyricism".
I concur.

It's fantastic.
I'm pretty sure I'm going to re-read it as soon as I finish.

There's nothing more to say for now.
Except...
READIT.
[Put in all caps and no space added for emphasis]