"Is all this made entirely from your own imagination?" "It's perfect...from your perfect, irresistible imagination." Annotate"Mr. Gatsby, I'd like to know exactly who are you anyhow?" "I, I, I left no time to regret..." "Can't you see who this guy is? With his house, his parties, his fancy clothes" "I, I loved you much..." "We were born different from you, it's in our blood...Nothing that you do or dream up can ever change that." "And I go back to, I go back to black..." "Ahhh, shut up!" Gatsby. He had a grand vision for his life since he was a boy. "I'm going to fix things just the way they were before...just you and me." No amount of fire could challenge the fairy tale he had store up in his heart. "Will you still love me when I'm no longer young and beautiful." "Was all this made entirely from your own imagination?" But I had the uneasy feeling that he was guarding secrets. "I wish I'd done everything on Earth with you." "I don't want go home." "Then don't." "Now there's green light in my eyes And my lover on my mind And I sing from the piano..." It had gone beyond her. It had gone beyond everything... "...Tear my yellow dress and Cry and cry and cry Over the love of you." "Something ougtta be done about a fella like that." "Cry and cry and cry and Over the love of you Cry and cry and cry and Over the love of you Cry and cry and cry" "I can see the green light I can see it in your eyes" "My life, my life has got to be like this, it's got to keep going on."