I’m reading Personal History, the autobiography of Katherine Graham. She was the famous
editor owner of the Washington Post for more than two decades. In it, she prints this excerpt from a letter she wrote to her father while she was visiting Europe as a pre-teen. I love it.
I suppose Mother has told you that we met Einstein. He was simply grand! His hair is positively a nest and he had on a bright blue sort of “over all” suit, and a pipe in hand. His wife won’t let him smoke cigars.… Their house is very plain but awfully pretty—near a lake. He sails a boat alone. It’s built with a very flat bottom so it won’t tip over when he gets absent minded. When people see his boat running around in circles they know that a new theory is being formed.
If I had a boat and the neighbors saw it “running around in circles,” they would naturally assume I fell overboard. History indicates they would probably be correct.