The Library of Life

My friend’s parable got me seriously thinking about the comfort and discomfort of life.

I read once in some book − I don’t remember the title, but I do remember it wasn’t an idiotic book of the American type − that the same traits which make us fall in love are the very same ones that one day cause us not to be able to stand the other person anymore. According to the Lacanian version (referring to psychoanalyst Jacques Lacan, someone who rebelled...