To me, Marc was a miraculous human being – so bright, so kind, so true, so strong. Even in a very dark time, Marc’s nobility of mind and spirit was ever present. As Shakespeare noted, “Truth hath a quiet breast.” Marc knew quiet as well as words, eloquent as he was. I wish him peace. I won’t write more for fear of gilding an already gilded lily.
Photo by Richard V. Knight, 2003
I know how bereft Sabina and other friends must feel. My heart goes out to you. Remember how devoted he was to all of you. That is a gift for you to cherish through the difficult time ahead when it will feel as if he has left. He hasn’t, though. He will always be with you.