"(Gatsby) stretched out his hand desperately as if to snatch only a wisp of air, to save a fragment of the spot that she had made lovely for him. But it was all going by too fast...and he knew that he had lost that part of it, the freshest and the best, forever."
- The Great Gatsby, F. Scott Fitzgerald
is the object of your dream worthy of your motivation and power to dream? or it is just an illusion of the past/future that can never be captured or recaptured again?
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