Perfect Writing

When I watched The Graduate on stage in London’s West End I saw what was, for me, the perfect ending.

Why was it perfect?

Somehow the writer had managed to bring me to a point where tears were rolling down my cheeks. Tears of empathy, of pity, of pain.

But then, as the tears flowed, and I thought my heart was going to break, came a terrific one-liner, which made me burst out in ferocious laughter, making the tears flow even harder.

Was I laughing or crying? I didn’t know! Both! At the same time!

Perfect writing!

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