Week 111 of our regular morning feature here at Friedman of the Plains Worldwide in which we highlight the great words and works of great men and women, as well as those who are insufferable, delusional, and even fictional.
This Week F. Scott Fitzgerald
“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.” — The Great Gatsby
Kinda like that vapid "let's show everyone those expensive dental porcelains I've got" smile that Droolius Seizure makes, when he's posing with some lickspittle and both of them are thumbs-up.
Nick Carraway's man-crush begins in Chapter One.