The Great Gastby by F. Scott Fitzgerald
The most moving aspects of art are found in what’s left unsaid — the blank spaces on a canvas, the pauses between words. Gatsby has been described as signifying a void. He’s hard to represent.
It’s this same elusiveness that motivates Gatsby in getting Daisy back. He never had her, not really, and when he supposedly gets close to having her back in reality, the power of the green light fades — something is lost.
Like nostalgia and hope, the power is behind these words — an intangible ideal. Perhaps we‘re all looking for Gatsby’s idealised version of reality. I think this is why this book is my favourite.