“In addition to keen intelligence, integrity and a rare authenticity, you exhibit something that has nothing to do with age, experience, race or gender and something I don't see in other candidates. That something is a creative imagination which coupled with brilliance equals wisdom. It is too bad if we associate it only with gray hair and old age. Or if we call searing vision naivete. Or if we believe cunning is insight. Or if we settle for finessing cures tailored for each ravaged tree in the forest while ignoring the poisonous landscape that feeds and surrounds it... Wisdom is a gift; you can't train for it, inherit it, learn it in a class, or earn it in the workplace--that access can foster the acquisition of knowledge, but not wisdom.”
-- Toni Morrison, on why she's voting for Barack Obama
“Or if we settle for finessing cures tailored for each ravaged tree in the forest while ignoring the poisonous landscape that feeds and surrounds it.” Jeezus, I'd kill to write like that.
PLUS: A contrarian note: Salon's Laura Miller describes Ms. Morrison's love note to Obama--as well as Maya Angelou's equally fulsome “poem” for Hillary Clinton--as “overwrought odes.” “Every campaign has its theme song, and now, apparently, every Democratic candidate must also have his or her own dowager African-American literary icon,” she writes, then calls Ms. Angelou a “poet, memoirist and greeting card scribe” and Ms. Morrison, a Nobel laureate, as “of course, a much more accomplished writer than Angelou, if in her own way equally susceptible to overplaying the grande dame role.” A delicious read.