Hello, everyone.

Earlier today, I was asked how these two sentences should be comprehended. I googled them and found they are from a book called The Great Gatsby.

I have to say I am even more confused after reading the context.

I'd like to know how you interpret them.

Then it had not been merely the stars to which he had aspired on that June night. He came alive to me, delivered suddenly from the womb of his purposeless splender.

The great Gatsby - Francis Scott Fitzgerald, Michael Everett Nowlin - Google Books
Many thanks

Richard