“For myself, I want no advantage over my fellow man, and if he is weaker than I, all the more is it my duty to help him.” —Eugene V. Debs
Saturday, May 29, 2010
a gift of laughter and a sense that the world is mad
That's from the first line of Rafael Sabatini's Scaramouche: "He was born with a gift of laughter and a sense that the world was mad." I like the novel a lot, but I love the line. Last night, reading the attacks of brave Wiscon anti-racists on a kind, gentle, thoughtful man who is undergoing chemotherapy, that gift and that sense were restored to me. It is astonishingly liberating.