smile

"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 as far as you wanted to be understood, believed in you as you would like to believe in yourself."

This is probably my favorite quote right now. I keep reading it over and over. Thinking of this man. Imagining him in my head. What kind of smile could that possibly be? It has "eternal reassurance".. In a smile? He can face the whole world, yet concentrate on you with irresistible prejudice in your favor. A smile that can understand you and believe in you like none other. All of this.. In a smile. And then I start to think, could this man ever be me? Could I ever be confident enough to walk into a room.. and just.. smile? Could I look around the room with pride.. with eternal reassurance.. and face the whole world? Can you really look at someone with just a smile and understand and believe in them like no one else?