We drank coffee. We talked. She loved Charles Dickens, whom she read in Norwegian. Years after she was dead, I wrote a dissertation on Dickens, and though my study of the great man would no doubt have alarmed her, I had a funny feeling that by taking on the English novelist I was returning to my Norwegian roots. Siri Hustvedt
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We all have various ways of showing love to the people around us. Sometimes we show our love and care by buying gifts and taking out time to visit them, but what happens when we go on a long trip and we only get to see our loved ones once or twice a year? Or, what if you love someone so much that you want them to be happy and you want to make them feel special, but you can’t always be there for them? It is not easy to explain the feeling of missing someone, but it is certainly something that can bring down the strongest of people. The way that she loves Charles Dickens shows that she was devoted to him and that she cared about him as if he were her own child. However, after the death of her husband, she still thought of him as a child and used him as a way of escaping from her problems.

Source: A Plea For Eros: Essays

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