At any rate, Miss Baker’s lips fluttered, she nodded at me almost imperceptibly, and then quickly tipped her head back again – the object she was balancing had obviously tottered a little and given her something of a fright. Again a sort of apology arose to my lips. Almost any exhibition of complete self-sufficiency draws a tribute from me.

F. Scott Fitzgerald

The Great Gatsby. Chapter 1, Nick acknowledges Jordan Baker’s egotism and conceit with an astonished tribute.