I’m a romantic and a realist, but I have them backward for most peoples’ liking.
Someone comes to me in the pouring rain with a devastating problem and says, “It’s going to be all right, isn’t it?”
I say, “I don’t know. Frankly, it may not. But either way, rain is so beautiful, let’s stand here and enjoy it while we can.”
They want me to say, “Yes, oh yes, it’s going to be all right! So let’s get out of this pouring rain.”