One hopes that the peace he couldn’t find in this world (which let’s face it offers no peace) has now been found following his death. As President Obama and many others have said – he knew every human emotion and this allowed him to be exposed to his own suffering. He gave all and was also wholly generous in how he listened to others.
“We don’t read and write poetry because it’s cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion. And medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for.” – John Keating (Robin Williams), Dead Poets Society (1989)
The last line has a haunting resonance with me personally – these deeper emotions that we ‘stay alive’ for are often the ones that, in the end, take us away in searching for them. Losing Robin Williams is like losing someone who understands those on the edge – the person who wears the mask to conceal the truth. There are very few like him who don’t pass judgement, or who understand.