…but I enjoyed this essay by Phillip Lopate in today’s NYT about the value of doubt. It’s as much about living life as it is about essays. I particularly like, “I am forever monitoring myself for traces of folly, insensitivity, arrogance, false humility, cruelty, stupidity, immaturity and, guess what, I keep finding examples.”
Which Lopate then argues is no reason not to get on with things. Amen to that.