Gatsby believed in the green light, the orgastic future that
year by year recedes before us. It eluded us then, but that's
no matter - tomorrow we will run faster, stretch our arms
further ... And one fine morning -
So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly
into the past.
Francis Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby, 1926
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