There was an immediately perceptible vitality about her as if the nerves of her body were continually smouldering. – The Great Gatsby
I love the character Myrtle. She reads off the page like someone who is fluent in body language, with a hunger for life that ravishes everything that falls into her lap. Her poor husband by contrast is this breathing sack of bones, a man described as “so stupid he doesn’t know he’s alive.” She swears she made a mistake in marrying him but she made a bigger mistake in thinking that her lover would leave his pretty, equally rich wife for her. She makes other mistakes, too, as the book goes – one of them fatal.
from my first time at Governors Island Jazz Age Lawn Party