The best people possess a feeling for beauty, the courage to take risks, the discipline to tell the truth, the capacity for sacrifice. Ironically, their virtues make them vulnerable; they are often wounded, sometimes destroyed.
Ernest Hemingway once said that. I believe it’s true. I think a life worth living is one that has more transparency than the one that we’re currently living which, as Hemingway notes, requires a very large bucket of courage.
The outcause? Greatness, in all it’s many forms.