"A small gust of wind that scarely courrugated the surface was enough to disturb its accidental course with its accidental burden. The touch of a cluster of leaves revolved it slowly, tracing, like the leg of a transit, a thin red circle in the water." pg. 162-163
At the end of his life, I mostly just feel sympathy toward and sadness about Gatsby. His life was extremely disheartening. After spending his whole existence trying to create a god out of himself, his efforts prove to have been completely in vain when he dies at a young age right after failing completely in his biggest endeavor ever: winning Daisy. It's common for men to attempt to build themselves up past the point of breaking, but it always seems to backfire. Gatsby is no exception to this rule. At the end of his life, he is nothing but an ordinary man, who has had some failures in life, and now he's dying alone, which makes it even worse. His whole struggle to the top left him nothing of substance at the end of his life. He's just another dead body. It is pretty sad to think that a man who spent his whole life trying to change his fortune really just caused his own sad demise in the end.
I agree, I felt the that the end of the novel was depressing. Gatsby had spent his entire life trying to get money and then get Daisy back, but he dies without getting Daisy, with no one at his funeral, and nothing to do with his money.
ReplyDeleteIt made me sad how one man could be so hopelessly in love. Why would someone ever waste their life trying to be with someone they can't have? It was Gatsby that had trouble differentiating between fantasy and reality- and that also contributed to his demise.
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