A Favorite First Line
One fine morning in 2001 I read the New York Times happening upon an article about a school for clowning, a Clown College. I’ve never forgotten its opening line as it puts a red rubber nose on an ur-truth that was probably in one of Sophocles lost plays.
Clowns are walking catalogs of human imperfection, and comedy is the chronicle of their struggle to survive.
Did you know that Sue Woodruff went to clown college?
I had forgotten that. Thanks for reminding me.