قال (إيليا) : الحب خطير. قال الملاك : جدا ، وماذا بعد؟ وفجأة اختفى.

A bully, thought Susan. A very small, weak, very dull bully, who doesn’t manage any real bullying because there’s hardly anyone smaller and weaker than him, so he just makes everyone’s lives just that little bit more difficult…

It is that we are never so defenseless against suffering as when we love, never no helplessly unhappy as when we have lost our loved object of its love.

Written By Sigmund Freud

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