SMILE WITH ME.
NOT AT ME. Smile with me, not at me. It makes all the difference in the world. When you smile with me, we are companions in joy, we go hand in hand to the music of laughter, equals, comrades. When you smile at me, you are above me, cn some throne of superiority, and I am beneath you, humiliated. When you smile with me, our gladness is wholesome, cheering as cool waters, tonic as bright blue sky. When you smi.'e at me you alone have pleasure, a poison pleasure. We smile at— fools, numbskulls, weaklings, animals, people who fall, stumble, or are awkward or stupid. We smile with—clever actors, charming speakers, interesting writers, friends, sweethearts, and all those who command our respect or whose fellowship we want to enter into. To smile with is Democratic. To smile at is Autocratic. The common people—the kind you meet on trains and in the street—smile with you. When we eat and drink together we smile with. When we give a tramp a sandwich we smile at.
To smile at me is ill-bred; to smile with me is human. To S7iiile with means Liberty, Equality, Fraternity.
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Putaruru Press, Volume II, Issue 46, 4 September 1924, Page 1
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