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36 Cards in this Set
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Reserving judgement is a
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matter of infinate hope
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It was teh foul dust that floated
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in the wake of his dreams
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gift for
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hope
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It was a factual imitation of
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some hotel de ville in normandy
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limited excellence at 21
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that everything afterwards savours of anticlimax
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they were both in white
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their dresses floating
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her face was sad and lovely
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with bright things in it
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if we don't look out the
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white race will be utterlt submerged
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All right i'm glad it's a gorl and i hope she'll be a fool
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thats teh best things a girl can be in this world . a beautiful littel fool
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He's so dumb he
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doesn't know he's alove
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Thisckish, mid 30's, carried
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her flesh sensuously
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enthusiastic meetings between people
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who never know each others names
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Gatsby - cousin of ... German...killed a
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Wilhelm... spy ...man
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[books] they're real. This guys a bone-fide
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belasco
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I liked to walk up 5th Avenue and pick out romantic looking women and imagin i'that in a few minutes
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i was going to enter into their lives and no-one would ever know or disaprove
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[car] it was a rich cream...swoled here and
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there in monstrous length
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Trying to forget something sad
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that happened to me a long time ago
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I saw mrs Wilson standing at teh garage pump
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panting with vitality as we went by.
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Perhaps Daisy never went in for armour at all
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and yet there is something in that voice often
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Th'm the sheik of Araby Your love belongs to me
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at night when you're asleep, into your tent i'll creep
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There are only the pursued and teh pursuing
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the husy and the tired
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"we haven't met for years"
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"five years next november"
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[gatsby's house] Americans while willing, even eager to be serfs
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have always been obstinat eabout being peasantry
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as we went [through rooms[ i felt there were guests
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concealed by every couch
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Teh colossal significance of the light
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had vanished now forever
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One things sure and nothing's surer
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the rich get rich and teh poor get - children
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There must have been moments when Daisy tumbled short of
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his dreams - the collosal vitality of his dreams
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just why these inventions[ teh roumours] were a source of satisfaction to
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James Gatz it isn't easy to say
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platonic conception
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of himself
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Grotesque and fantastical... ineffable...the unreality of
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conceits...gaudiness...reality
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He was employed in a vauge personal capacity [ by cody
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portrait of him in Gatsby's bedroom
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Thw vauge contour of Jay Gatsby
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had filler out to the sustainability of a man
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Can't repeat the past,
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why of course you can
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He kept looking at the child
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i don't think he ever really believed in it's existance before
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Don't be morbid
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life starts all over again when it gets crisp in the fall
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My wife and i want
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to go west.
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