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Each of us has his own rhythm of suffering.

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To whom could I put this question (with any hope of an answer)? Does being able to live without someone you loved mean you loved her less than you tho...more

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Miseries of a birth.

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Paradoxically (since people say: Work, amuse yourself, see friends) it’s when we’re busy, distracted, sought out, exteriorized, that we suffer most. I...more

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I transform "Work" in its analytic meaning (the Work of Mourning, the Dream-Work) into the real "Work" - of writing.

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Don't say mourning. It's too psychoanalytic. I'm not mourning. I'm suffering.