Entry No. 8: Sentence Starters
13. I dislike Daisy Buchanan because…
She is the type of girl who wants everything and everyone and does not appear to be grateful for the things she has. Throughout the book she always seems to be restless, always looking for more despite being born into privilege. Meanwhile, she claims to be in love with Gatsby, but she wants to continue her marriage to her husband Tom all while continuing her affair with Gatsby. Not only is this unfair to both parties involved it is also extremely unfair to Daisy’s daughter who is cared for principally by her nanny rather than her parents.
27. I can’t believe…
That Daisy did not attend Gatsby’s funeral and didn’t even call Nick to explain herself when he found out that she and Tom left Long Island not telling anyone where they were going or when they would be back. While I understand that she may have been scared of the truth about Myrtle Wilson’s death coming to light, I think that her supposed love for Gatsby should have been her top priority in that moment. For me personally, it does not matter what I am going through or what I am afraid of, I will always be there for the people I love.
36. I felt sad when…
No one showed up to Gatsby’s funeral except for Gatsby’s father, Nick Caraway and a man who attended one of his famous parties. This made me sad because it makes me think that Gatsby must have lived a very lonely life because surely if he had genuine friends, they would have made the effort to be in attendance for his burial. This part of the book also made me really sad because Gatsby died young and full of hope, not knowing that the love of his life had chosen her own best interests rather than to be with him.
45. My favourite part of the book…
Is the beginning of chapter three, when Nick Carraway describes Gatsby’s parties. Fitzgerald used many vivid words to paint a perfect picture in the mind of the reader, for example Nick explains that on a typical weekend by 7:00 pm “the halls and salons and verandas are gaudy with primary colours, and hair bobbed in strange new ways, and shawls beyond the dreams of Castile.” (Fitzgerald 44) I love descriptions like these because they help me feel like I am in the scene walking into Gatsby’s house in a flapper’s dress.
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