If You Try To Create A Type,

First, He Realized That The Sea Was Blue And That There Was An Enormous Quantity Of It, And That It Roared And Roared-really All The Banalities About The Ocean That One Could Realize, But If Any One Had Told Him Then That These Things Were Banalities, He Would Have Gaped In Wonder.

It Makes Me Sad Because I've Never Seen Such--such Beautiful Shirts Before.

I Wish I Could Write. I Get These Ideas But I Never Seem To Be Able To Put Them In Words.

I Hope You Live A Life You're Proud Of...

I See Now That This Has Been A Story Of The West, After All--tom And Gatsby, Daisy And Jordan And I, Were All Westerners, And Perhaps We Possessed Some Deficiency In Common Which Made Us Subtly Unadaptable To Eastern Life.