I thought today I would share my favorite quote; my favorite soliloquy. It is from The Fantastics, the longest running musical of all time (it played 17,162 performances before shutting down its run 1960-2002). I have listened to, read, and watched this piece my entire life. I think it deeply colored the way I think the world should be; the way I think that love should be.
“You wonder how these things begin. Well, this begins with a glen. It begins with a season which, for want of a better word, we may as well call- September. It begins in a forest where the woodchucks woo, and the leaves wax green, and vines intertwine like lovers; try to see it. Not with your eyes, for they are wise, but see it with your ears: the cool green breathing of the leaves. And hear it with the inside of your hand: the soundless sound of shadows flicking light. Celebrate sensation. Recall that secret place. You’ve been there, you remember: That special place where once- Just once- in your crowded sunlit lifetime, you hid away in shadow from the tyranny of time. That spot beside the clover where someone’s hand held your hand and love was sweeter than the berries, or the honey, or the stinging taste of mint. It is September- before a rainfall- a perfect time to be in love.”