Saturday, June 12, 2010
6 AM. So, my friends. Between finishing “Schindler’s List” and reading of the first year of the Civil War in Allan Nevins’ masterful work, and preparing my talk for tomorrow — today, now — I had quite a day. But the high point has come to be sitting down at sunrise, more or less, and communicating. If this were to continue for the rest of my life, which I suppose it cannot, I’d be well satisfied.
I am becoming a throwback to the Middle Ages, aren’t I? Someone said that in Christian Europe at that time, it is conceivable that a man might know that he was the last man on earth and know that it is all right, that it is God’s plan. To me, that translates pretty well into your saying, that Rita and I sent out into the world, “All is well. All is always well.” It is a way of being that is totally out of harmony with this world they call modern, and totally in harmony with the world that endures. So I feel, anyway.