I had lunch with Jean-Jacques Rousseau yesterday. We were on the tiny Îsle Rousseau right where Lac Léman pours into the Rhone. He and I had a pretty one-sided conversation, partly because he was writing, and partly because he's made out of bronze.
Geneva claims Jean-Jacques as a native son with good reason since he was not only born here, but he also drowned one of his fictional heroines in the lake.
I begged him for just one quick quote, and finally he relented, even translating it into English:
"I may be no better, but at least I am different."
Geneva claims Jean-Jacques as a native son with good reason since he was not only born here, but he also drowned one of his fictional heroines in the lake.
I begged him for just one quick quote, and finally he relented, even translating it into English:
"I may be no better, but at least I am different."
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