He hadn’t once ceased looking at Daisy, and I think he revalued everything in his house according to the measure of response it drew from her well-loved eyes. Sometimes, too, he stared around at his possessions in a dazed way, as though in her actual and astounding presence none of it was any longer real.
Interpretation
The quote reflects how deeply one can be influenced by love, perceiving the world through the eyes of the beloved.
In this quote, F. Scott Fitzgerald illustrates the profound effect that love can have on a person's perception of reality. The character's gaze at Daisy signifies a deep emotional connection, one that causes him to reassess the value of his possessions based on how they relate to her presence. The dazed state of mind expressed suggests that true love transcends material wealth, transforming the mundane into something extraordinary.
In practice
In a romantic wedding speech highlighting the power of love in relationships.
Don't be so anxious about it,' she laughed. 'I'm not used to being loved. I wouldn't know what to do; I never got the trick of it.' She looked down at him, shy and fatigued. 'So here we are. I told you years ago that I had the makings of Cinderella.' He took her hand; she drew it back instinctively and then replaced it in his. 'Beg your pardon. Not even used to being touched. But I'm not afraid of you, if you stay quiet and don't move suddenly.
The test of a first-rate intelligence is the ability to hold two opposed ideas in mind at the same time and still retain the ability to function.
It was about then [1920] that I wrote a line which certain people will not let me forget: "She was a faded but still lovely woman of twenty-seven."
The words seemed to bite physically into Gatsby.
But you can love more than just one person, can't you?
A sudden gust of rain blew over them and then another - as if small liquid clouds were bouncing along the land. Lightning entered the sea far off and the air blew full of crackling thunder. The table cloths blew around the pillars. They blew and blew and blew. The flags twisted around the red chairs like live things, the banners were ragged, the corners of the table tore off through the burbling billowing ends of the cloths.
I had forgotten how much light there is in the world, till you gave it back to me.
Love brings up everything unlike itself.
Love is supreme and unconditional; like is nice but limited.
Not every gay person recites poetry or has read Keats. You can get readers through anything if the characters are complicated. You can't dismiss Josey Wales' quite liberal worldview.
I saw within Its depth how It conceives_x000D_ _x000D_ All things in a single volume bound by Love_x000D_ _x000D_ of which the universe is the scattered leaves.
What we need to do is understand that we have to love each other, that we have to see each other have worth and dignity and value.
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