"I was within and without."

"I wanted to get out and walk eastward toward the park, through the soft twilight, but each time I tried to go I became entangled in some wild, strident argument which pulled me back, as if with ropes, into my chair. Yet high over the city our line of yellow windows must have contributed their share of human secrecy to the causal watcher in the darkening streets... I saw him too, looking up and wondering. I was within and without."

-F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby, Chapter 2

This passage makes me want to read the whole book over again. When was the last time you read this book?