Freud and The Seriousness of Humor

Freud and The Seriousness of Humor

You know when you read a book, and you just can't get a passage out of your head? There's something about the sentence or paragraph or page or chapter that resonants, so deeply with your fingertips, as you continue to turn the pages. You want to make a note, to jot down a few ideas, but you're really not sure it's that important. It might just be a fleeting moment. You ask yourself, 'Is there an insight there, or is it something else entirely?' Yet, a sense of constant uncertainty continues to persist, resilient and nagging. Here's one of those passages: "My grandfather, who died when I was about sixteen, always seems to be in a good mood. He had what many people who are really intelligent have, which is not being serious or solemn, as if they are so sure they know what they are talking about that they don't have the need to be earnest about it." - Lucian Freud