…And you, with all your little flaws, and your little quirks, somehow you keep drawing me back in.
Possibly it had occurred to him that the colossal significance of that light had now vanished forever. Compared to the great distance that had separated him from Daisy it had seemed very near to her, almost touching her. It had seemed as close as a star to the moon. Now it was again a green light on a dock.F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby