There is nothing greater than reading a novel, poem, article – anything really, and breathing the words so deeply, it’s as if your own soul has spoken. The urgency to bend pages, underline and highlight in an effort to remember – not just the words, but the feeling of being understood. It’s in those moments especially, that I’m in awe of  just how powerful language can be.

One of my favorite excerpts, from a favorite classic..

He smiled understandingly – much more than understandingly. It was one of those rare smiles with a quality of eternal reassurance in it that you may come across four or five times in life. It faced – or seemed to face – the whole external world for an instant, and then concentrated on you with an irresistible prejudice in your favor. It understood you just so far as you wanted to be understood, believed in you as  you would like to believe in yourself and assured you that it had precisely the impression of you that, at your best, you hoped to convey.”

– F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby



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