There comes a time in the life of every young person, if they’re very lucky, when they are struck by the thunderbolt that is Paris. The beauty, the style, the intellectual life, the boulevards, the croissants, the scarves, the cafes, the intensity of the natives … if you’re not even a little seduced by Paris, you are not human.
When violence comes to any corner of the globe it is despicable. And when it comes to Paris … it strikes at the heart of civilization. It hits at Voltaire, de Toqueville, Descartes, Sartre, de Beauvoir, Escoffier, Monet, Matisse … the list goes on.
Perhaps France and the US are like siblings who squabble at the holiday table, but in the end their bond is profound and, hopefully, unbreakable. And I hope the people of Paris know how much the world values them and their city.
Merci, Paris. For everything. And may there be peace in your future.