The closing lines of The Great Gatsby handwritten by F. Scott Fitzgerald under a portrait of him drawn by Robert Kastor.
Gatsby believed in the green light, the orgastic future that year by year recedes before us. It eluded us then, but that’s no matter — tomorrow we will run faster, stretch out our arms farther…. And one fine morning — So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.
Artwork for The Great Gatsby, F. Scott Fitzgerald, 1925, by Francis Cugat.
The painting is titled Celestial Eyes and Fitzgerald was aware of Cugat’s progress with the dust jacket design while he was still writing the book. He was so impressed and inspired by it that he commented to his editor at Scribner’s, the great Maxwell Perkins: “For Christ’s sake don’t give anyone that jacket you’re saving for me. I’ve written it into the book” (Fitzgerald: A Life in Letters, p. 79).