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 eternal 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, 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 (via gofuckingnuts)
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"I like who I am now. Other people may not. I’m comfortable. I feel freer now. I don’t want growing older to matter to me."
- Meryl Streep 
(l.pic- Academy Awards 1979, r.pic-BAFTA’s 2009)
 
chromeus:

Rosso antico torso of a centaur 1st -2nd century A.D. Marble