So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.
Tag: The Great Gatsby
I had that familiar conviction that life was beginning over again with the summer.
There is no confusion like the confusion of a simple mind.
So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.
I had that familiar conviction that life was beginning over again with the summer.
There is no confusion like the confusion of a simple mind.