Richard is out of town for the holiday, and so last week we agreed that this recent piece from David Brooks would be a reasonably good substitute for Richard’s weekly thoughts. In this column from last month, Brooks notes a few of the components that come with and contribute to mature love. He makes use of the metaphor “crooked timber,” and while David Brooks does not explicitly say so, the metaphor has its roots in the good news. What do you think?

David Brooks: “Rhapsody in Realism”