Farewell

If I learned nothing else from my trip to New York, it was that the world is a cruel, unfeeling place. People are like parasites, feeding off of Gatsby's parties without offering a single thing in return. Each looks only to himself, discarding acquaintances like dirty rags. I owed it to Gatsby to get people for his funeral, but even the best persuasion could not overcome years of this social conditioning. In this world full of gaiety and laughter, Gatsby was completely alone. In this apathetic world, we have no choice but to go on. 

Valley of Ashes

The no-man's land separating West Egg and New York was where I first met Myrtle. The desolation of this place provides a stark contrast to the two opposing societies.

The Final Cleansing

The pool where Gatsby died, during his final and only swim of the summer. This was also the final event critical to my stay in West Egg. 

Extravagence

Gatsby's dress shirts represent his social status, especially considering how taken Daisy is with them.

Mantelpiece

My mantel-clock that Gatsby nearly knocked over, in his attempts at impressing Daisy.

Their Eyes Were Watching God

Dr. TJ Eckleburg's eyes were treated as omniscient, leading to superstitions.

American Dream

The green light near Daisy's house represents the distant American dream that Gatsby strives for