Is there a bigger fool than Don Quixote in literature? Is there a man that was so deluded? And yet I love his stories, I love his true sincerity and childlike belief.
Cynicism and misanthropy give me aversion while the true hearted simplicity of a child is charming. I can easily forgive innocence and naiveity but we almost never can forgive pretension and cunning.
Am I that easily cajoled by simple things?
Some would say we have a biologic bias towards this type of behavior since we all have a sexual drive to procreate and raise children who are full of naivete.
Children also learn to lie just as quickly and get upset and pout. Maybe what makes a person likable is there simplicity of heart.
What makes them worth listening to as well. The question about delusion though is delusion helpful?
Isnt it Don Quixote limitless delusion that makes us enjoy him. What if he was a regular grumpy old man that lived alone. Who would ever want to read that?
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