One hundred years ago today, one of my favorite plays of all time, "Cyrano De Bergerac," by Edmond Rostand, premiered in Paris, to immediate acclaim. Unabashedly sentimental, "Cyrano" has been in production somewhere ever since, and has been adapted for film numerous times, as well as television, radio, opera, and ballet. I love it not only for its beauty, but for its high standards: Cyrano's statements on artistic and philosophical integrity, courage, and the importance of maintaining one's "panache." Indeed, I have adopted as my own De Bergerac's simple but elegant goal in life: "To make myself, in all things, admirable." All too often, I fall short, but a goal is not necessarily to be achieved as much as striven for.
Salud, Cyrano! Salud, Edmond Rostand, where ever you are! Your white plumes sweep away the stars from Heaven's threshold still!