By love FW is ravaged, suffers, remains prostrated, inattentive to all demands, etc. Yet he has lost no one. The being whom he loves continues to live, etc. And I, beside him, listening to him, apparently calm, attentive, present, as if something infinitely more serious had not occurred to me.
Thursday, June 9, 2016
Mourning Diary - Pg 135
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