Some time ago I was on a lecture by a very witty and quick-witted, already octogenarian Lord, I know not more, as the title theme was, but it was also about generations and around aging. The man seemed almost to float above it all.
When asked how he, wealthy alone, his four children educated well geratenen long time, he said: "I have not brought up!"
For this he was laughing, splash out, in his mischievous way for his age unusually heavy, the whole audience, I spontaneously initially also laughed with.
Me but then remained but the laughter in his throat.
Because people believed him ecstatic that. Took his anecdotes a wonderful anarchic harmony to which were probably not lying per se, but most were able to map a partial truth, plain for all, at face value.
Against all reason people believed him, because they wanted to believe it.
It was just so beautiful that it must be true.
