They smashed up things and creatures …

“… and then retreated back to their money or their vast carelessness, or whatever it was that kept them together, and let other people clean up the mess they had made…”

It has occurred to me to be destructive in a way I have never been before.

I know this feeling will pass.

But today I am so distraught, I am angry, and can think only that I became involved in some poisonous pact which has an intensely destructive power.  I was an interloper.  I should never have doubted that.  So B and Mrs B have come out intact through this, and I have not only been smashed up and left dismembered, a broken boat there on the rocks, that didn’t see the lighthouse, but both B and Mrs B are standing by toasting my demise, stronger together than ever, revelling in their nonchalant power to destroy.

Received morality would probably say I deserved everything I got.  I’m paying a high price.

(re: Fitzgerald, F.Scott)

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