Most of the important things you will ever say or hear in your life are composed of simple, good, sturdy words. "I love you." "It's over." "It's a boy." "We're going to win." "He's dead." These are the words of big events. Because they are big you speak with utter and unconscious concentration as you communicate them. You unconsciously edit out the extraneous, the unneeded. When soldiers take a bullet they don't say, "I have been shot," they say, "I'm hit." Good hard simple words with good hard clear meanings are good things to use when you speak. They are like pickets in a fence, slim and unimpressive on their own but sturdy and effective when strung together.
Stop here and go out and rent The Godfather, Part II. In the middle of that movie, you will find a speech that is one of the most famous of our time, and that a lot of people keep parts of in their heads. (If I were making a compendium of great speeches of the latter half of the twentieth century I would include it.)It is the speech spoken by the actor Lee Strasberg, who played the part of Hyman Roth, a character inspired by the old gangster Meyer Lansky. Here is Lee Strasberg's great speech, given as Hyman Roth stood, weak and furious, before cold-eyed Michael Corleone:
"There was this kid I grew up with. He was younger than me, sort of looked up to me, you know. We did our first work together, worked our way out of the street.Things were good, we made the most of it. In Prohibition we ran molasses into Canada, made a fortune -- your father too. As much as anyone I loved him and trusted him.Later on he had an idea: to build a city out of a desert stopover for GIs on the way to the coast. That kid's name was Moe Green. And the city he invented was Las Vegas. This was a great man, a man of vision and guts. And there isn't even a plaque or a signpost or a statue of him in that town. Someone put a bullet through his eye. No one knows who gave the order. When I heard it, I wasn't angry. I knew Moe, I knew he was headstrong, talking loud, saying stupid things. So when he turned up dead, I let it go. And I said to myself, this is the business we've chosen. I didn't ask who gave the order because it had nothing to do with business. You have two million in a bag in your room. I'm going in to take a nap. When I wake, if the money's on the table I'll know I have a partner. If it isn't I'll know I don't."
When Mario Puzo and Francis Ford Coppola wrote those words they thought they were writing dialogue, a theatrical speech of a major character. But... they were writing a great speech. It is simple, unadorned, direct, declarative. There isn't anything in it that is "eloquent," and yet taken as a whole it is deeply eloquent: It tells you something big in an unforgettable way. There is in it no obvious, signaled rhythm, and yet if you read it aloud you will find in it the beautiful, unconscious rhythm of concentrated human speech. There are no phrases that seem to attempt to conjure up pictures, and yet when you hear it you imagine a Moe Green and see the dusty nothingness of early Las Vegas.It is simplicity that gives the speech its power. Each word means something and each seems to inevitably follow the word that precedes it and summon the word that follows. And so a kind of propulsion is created: It moves forward, and with good speed.One of the great things about this speech is that as you hear it you realize that for the first time you're hearing what Hyman Roth really thinks. The plain and unadorned quality of his words signals this. And we pick the signal up because we have gained a sense in our lives that true things are usually said straight and plain and direct. - Peggy Noonan
My three children astound me. 2 1/2 grownups (as opposed to the 1 1/2 grownups who are their parents) with the half not neccessarily belonging to the youngest. When I held each of them for the very first time I whispered the name of their savior. It was the first word they heard. All the good things I hoped for when each was born are coming to pass. They have endured their trials in ways that makes me so very very pleased. All of those prayers whispered over each of their cradles have come to pass many many times over. A day does not passed that I am not reminded of some good lesson taught to me by my parents. I believe my children are surrounding themselves with friends who build them up and make them better. I trust they are returning the favor. My ancestors have imbedded in my family a moral DNA with hundreds of years of lessons and examples of right living. They influence us in ways we do not grasp. After 30 years it still confounds me that I have the honor of spending a single day in the presence of my wife. I do not deserve to share the same home with her. The wisdom God granted me has kept me out of trouble and preserved my family from disaster many times. When nature sleeps God covers her in a blanket of white. God has entrusted to me a few dollars and I pray I used them wisely most of the time. I own a Coleman smoker. Pigs dream of the honor of the gentle cremation of a portion of their remains in this chamber. To the craftsman at the Onyx cigar company I toast the Churchill cigar with the maduro wrapper. Equally worthly of praise is the Hoyo de Monterrey, Double Corona, maduro cigar. When I read it is often from the great works of C.S. Lewis and G.K. Chesterton. When I gather with my great extended family it is at Roan Mountain State Park, Cabin 5.
