He had passed visibly through two states
and was entering upon a third.
After his embarrassment and
his unreasoning joy he was consumed
with wonder at her presence.
He had been full of the idea so long,
dreamed it right through to the end,
waited with his teeth set, so to speak,
at an inconceivable pitch of intensity.
Now, in the reaction, he was running down
like an overwound clock. (5.114)

"Can't repeat the past?"
he cried incredulously.
"Why of course you can!"
He looked around him wildly,
as if the past were lurking here
in the shadow of his house,
just out of reach of his hand.
"I'm going to fix everything
just the way it was before,"
he said, nodding determinedly.
"She'll see." (6.128-131)

"Your wife doesn't love you,"
said Gatsby. "She's never loved you.
She loves me." (7.238)

- The Great Gatsby
F. SCOTT FITZGERALD.

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