I just finished reading Scott Berg’s biography of Katharine Hepburn. Well, not exactly a biography. Something different, but I don’t actually know what to call it.
According to Berg, Hepburn more or less adopted him shortly after they met, immediately knighting him her biographer at the start of their 20-year relationship.
For several years he spent every weekend with her, and she told him that she didn’t like to think of him “living somewhere else.” I found all this strange and slightly fascinating, especially when he recounts the moment she looked at him and said, “You’re me.” What the heck does that mean? I haven’t figured it out, but it made for some intriguing thinking and reading.
Although Hepburn wasn’t one to reflect much on the deeper questions, toward the end of her days Berg found her willing to ponder a bit about life.
He asked: “So what do you think it’s all about? Life, I mean. What’s the purpose? What are we doing here?”
And she answered: “To work hard…and to love someone. And to have some fun. And if you’re lucky, you keep your health…and somebody loves you back.”
I stopped when I read that and went back over it a few times. It’s so elegantly simple. Profound in its way, too.
WORK HARD. LOVE SOMEONE. HAVE FUN. BE HEALTHY. BE LOVED IN RETURN.
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