Wilde, Spinoza

I fell in love with the philosopher Spinoza today, and with Oscar Wilde as well. The latter was a gay guy, flaming, wrote funny plays, and he was a great writer. Spinoza may not have had any time for sex, gay or otherwise. His was a gloriously beautiful mind, and his ethics was superlative in its conception. I recommend both of these writers' work for joy and edification. I am glad for the lives of both these men, despite whatever flaws some have attributed to one or the other.