It was truly enjoyable to simply pick up a short story and read it in one sitting. Fitzgerald, being one of my all-time favorite authors, always manages to engage me with his books. The experience of delving into his works is like embarking on a unique literary journey. However, I must admit that some of the short stories did feel a bit redundant. This was mainly because of the prevalence of common themes. Despite this, there were several short stories that stood out for me. My absolute favorites included "Winter Dreams" and "A Diamond as Big as the Ritz Hotel". These stories had a certain charm and depth that kept me hooked from the very beginning. The characters were well-developed, and the plots were engaging and thought-provoking. Reading these short stories was like uncovering hidden gems within the literary world.
Selecting my favorite short story out of the ten in this collection is no easy task. However, The Diamond as Big as the Ritz stands out. Fitzgerald, having first-hand experienced the life of the ultra-rich, imagined this brilliant tale that likely exaggerates the nauseating opulence and ugliness of such a privileged existence. As you stroll through the glittering mansions and overly alluring hallways of these grand homes, everything is both exciting and disorienting. You can marvel and envision yourself owning all these luxuries daily. The pursuit of constantly owning more appeals to a primitive sensation within all of us, perhaps evolved as part of the nearly universal capitalistic societies. It initially feels comfortable and never-ending. But then, you have this eerie sense of the cost of finding oneself so fortunate and relaxed - the metaphorical cost, not the literal one. There is always a dark underbelly that will sooner or later reveal itself, as it does in this story. You witness how there is an instinctive notion of self-preservation and selfishness in maintaining the pristine and never-ending supply of pleasures in life. How this addictive habit of growing one's material resources comes at the expense of deprioritizing everything else in comparison, even other human lives. There seems to be a latent sense of fear in losing what one has accumulated, driving this mania of maintaining one's riches at all costs. Very soon, the sugar of this sweet life starts to sicken. As a foreigner to this extravagant world, you feel panic and desire to escape back to the normal world - where there is at least a sane balance between hunger and satisfaction. If you stay too long in this rich, foreign world that you could never have imagined existed, you will be consumed and subsumed by its system.