Watching Maya Angelou I realized that the things that make me cry are most often to do with emotions associated with courage:
“Don't be afraid, come with me”—I often feel this when an excellent musician is playing.
“You are not going to die.”
“Live! Survive!”
“No. I will not let you hurt him.”
“There are more degrees of freedom here than you suppose.”
Courage, coeur, heart. That region of affect.
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