“Speed dating” discussion questions

Describe the meeting between Nick and Gatsby Describe the meeting between Nick and Gatsby. Comment on Fitzgerald’s skill in preparing for Gatsby’s entrance into the story.

At the end of Chapter 3, Nick meets Jordan again At the end of Chapter 3, Nick meets Jordan again. The author includes several episodes that emphasize her carelessness and basic dishonesty. Discuss these instances. What do they reveal about Jordan? About Nick?

Notice the last paragraph in Chapter 3. Is Nick being overly proud here? Discuss.

The introductory section of Chapter 4 gives a long roster of those who attended Gatsby’s parties. How do they behave toward their host? Why, then, do they accept his hospitality?

Describe Gatsby’s car.

Discuss the details that Gatsby shares with Nick about his past Discuss the details that Gatsby shares with Nick about his past. Does Nick believe Gatsby’s story? Why or why not?

Jordan Baker tells Nick about Daisy, Gatsby, and Tom . Jordan Baker tells Nick about Daisy, Gatsby, and Tom. Summarize the story.

Explain the epigraph on the title page of the novel (“it’s the quote”) Explain the epigraph on the title page of the novel (“it’s the quote”). What does it reveal about Gatsby and his love for Daisy?

Explain the meaning and purpose of this sentence: “It was testimony to the romantic speculation he inspired that there were whispers about him from those who had found little that it was necessary to whisper about in this world.”

What new meaning do you see in the last two paragraphs of Chapter 1 What new meaning do you see in the last two paragraphs of Chapter 1? What does Nick mean when he says, “Then it had not been merely the stars to which he had aspired on the June night”?

Explain the significance of Jordan’s comment from chapter 4 re Daisy that “the pearls were around her neck.”

. Considering chapter four, what is meant by this comment by Nick: “Then it had not been merely the stars to which he had aspired on that June night. He came alive to me, delivered suddenly from the womb of his purposeless splendor”?

There was music from my neighbor's house through the summer nights There was music from my neighbor's house through the summer nights. In his blue gardens men and girls came and went like moths among the whisperings and he champagne and the stars. At high tide in the afternoon I watched his guests diving from the tower of his raft, or taking the sun on the hot sand of his beach while his motor-boats slid the waters of the Sound, drawing aquaplanes over cataracts of foam. On week-ends his Rolls-Royce became an omnibus, bearing parties to and from the city between nine in the morning and long past midnight, while his station wagon scampered like a brisk yellow bug to meet all trains. 3

"I felt a haunting loneliness sometimes, and felt it in others — young clerks in the dusk, wasting the most poignant moments of night and life." Chapter 3

"I like to come," Lucille said "I like to come," Lucille said. "I never care what I do, so I always have a good time. When I was here last I tore my gown on a chair, and he asked me my name and address – inside of a week I got a package from Croirier's with a new evening gown in it." "Did you keep it?" asked Jordan. "Sure I did. I was going to wear it tonight, but it was too big in the bust and had to be altered. It was gas blue with lavender beads. Two hundred and sixty-five dollars." 3

It made no difference to me It made no difference to me. Dishonesty in a woman is a thing you never blame deeply – I was casually sorry, and then I forgot. It was on that same house party that we had a curious conversation about driving a car. It started because she passed so close to some workmen that our fender flicked a button on one man's coat. (3

You’re a rotten driver,” I protested You’re a rotten driver,” I protested. “Either you ought to be more careful, or you oughtn’t to drive at all.” “I am careful.” “No, you’re not.” “Well, other people are,” she said lightly. “What’s that got to do with it?” “They’ll keep out of my way,” she insisted. “It takes two to make an accident.” “Suppose you met somebody just as careless as yourself.” “I hope I never will,” she answered. “I hate careless people. That’s why I like you.”