I hope we don't loose sight of one thing: there was a man that...

Had the Socratic power of bringing the best, talent wise, out of people.
Described his role as that of a bee taking pollen from place to place so as to make them flourish, a self- description that is very much in the line of Socrate’s “midwife”.
Was an almost inconceivable identification between pragmatism and poetry.
Had the guts to be free.
Could provide the flight of abandonment along with the discipline of order, a Dad like support and a maternal giving of fun.
Had the innocence of being carried away and yet the hardship of an iron determination.
Was as self-renewing as the sea...