NAMES in Classic Quotes
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Quotes from The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald
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1 "I was brought by a woman named Roosevelt," he continued.
2 He came only once, in white knickerbockers, and had a fight with a bum named Etty in the garden.
3 Next to him stood a motorcycle policeman taking down names with much sweat and correction in a little book.
4 Once I wrote down on the empty spaces of a time-table the names of those who came to Gatsby's house that summer.
5 A man named Klipspringer was there so often and so long that he became known as "the boarder"--I doubt if he had any other home.
6 They were a party of three on horseback--Tom and a man named Sloane and a pretty woman in a brown riding habit who had been there previously.
7 And the Hornbeams and the Willie Voltaires and a whole clan named Blackbuck who always gathered in a corner and flipped up their noses like goats at whosoever came near.
8 From East Egg, then, came the Chester Beckers and the Leeches and a man named Bunsen whom I knew at Yale and Doctor Webster Civet who was drowned last summer up in Maine.
9 I knew the other clerks and young bond-salesmen by their first names and lunched with them in dark crowded restaurants on little pig sausages and mashed potatoes and coffee.
10 But I can still read the grey names and they will give you a better impression than my generalities of those who accepted Gatsby's hospitality and paid him the subtle tribute of knowing nothing whatever about him.
11 The bar is in full swing and floating rounds of cocktails permeate the garden outside until the air is alive with chatter and laughter and casual innuendo and introductions forgotten on the spot and enthusiastic meetings between women who never knew each other's names.
12 I have forgotten their names--Jaqueline, I think, or else Consuela or Gloria or Judy or June, and their last names were either the melodious names of flowers and months or the sterner ones of the great American capitalists whose cousins, if pressed, they would confess themselves to be.