Daisy Buchanan's Sardonic Perspective in "The Great Gatsby"

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In F. Scott Fitzgerald's third book, The Great Gatsby, Fitzgerald uses his narrator, Nick Carraway as a vital tool to comprehend the purposefulness of this story. Imagine having the story in some other characters point of view, a cynical and more sardonic point of view. Daisy Buchanan's point of view would simply all relate to her. If it does not it has no need to be conversed about or it has to change to something about her. Daisy's conflict is her love for Jay Gatsby is hindered because she is married to her also unfaithful husband Tom Buchanan.

“No, stop please be quit everyone. I can not take it anymore.”

My courage is gone and I do not know what to say anymore. I am at a total loss for words. Tom wont stop asking Gatsby questions, and Gatsby will not stop answering them as if I only love him. Gatsby needs to comprehend I do love him, although I also love Tom. I am confused and I need to get this to work out in my favor. I can not do anything but cry, I need to compose myself but I do not know how. Gatsby is confused; I can read his emotions like a book but he will not stop trying to convince me that none of this is true.

“Please Tom! I can not stand this anymore!” Tom insists that I take Gatsby's car home while he was shouting to Gatsby “ Go on, he will not annoy you. I think he realizes that his presumptuous little flirtation is over.”

Tom thinks he won't be a problem anymore and that his relationship with me wont live on. I looked at Gatsby and we left before anybody could say anything else. As Gatsby and I arrived at the car I asked him to let me drive, I told him it would help me clear my mind and forget about everything.

He told me “If it helps clear your mind so you can make the right decis...

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... you rather come over to my house? Tom may come back and start a problem and you and I do not want that for you.” Gatsby said.

I think he was just trying to get me over to his house so he would be able to talk me out of most of the things that Tom had said about him. I do not know if any of that is real, I do not think his family even has money. But I answered, “No thank you Jay all I want to do is get home, see my child and sleep.” This night was too eventful I am already exhausted. I guess he accepted my actions. All he did was nod. We arrived at my house.

Gatsby said, “I will take care of the car. You have no need to worry.”

I ran inside as if nothing would be stopping me. Gatsby, in all of his mysteriousness, and all of his thoughts, shrouded because of his love for me, is a wonderful man but he has only brought me more problems since we reunited.

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